James Delingpole
Niall Ferguson's enemies can't accuse him of racism, so they hope the homophobe charge will work its poison.
Is it homophobic to argue that it’s mainly gay men who keep the flame of popular culture alive? If so, then Simon Napier Bell has some grovelling to do. Napier… Read more
Since I moved to the country, I’m on the side of the squirrel-killers
What is the correct expression to wear, I wonder, when you’ve just caught a squirrel in your squirrel trap? Guilt? Pain? Sorrow? Fear at the possibility of a 3 a.m. knock… Read more
Climate wars: I’m being attacked by my own side. Why?
There’s nothing more irritating then being asked to apologise for something you haven’t done. No, wait, there is: when the person demanding the apology is one of the friends you… Read more
UKIP is patriotic, fiscally conservative and socially libertarian – what’s not to like?
‘A conduit for pissed-off protest voters.’ ‘Farage’s Falange.’ ‘Fascists in blazers.’ These are some of the things friends have said about Ukip recently and I don’t want to embarrass them… Read more
What I learned from teaching at Malvern College
If those who can do and those who can’t teach, then that must make me a totally useless git for I’ve just had a go at being a schoolmaster and… Read more
Spending isn’t the answer. But how do we explain that?
One of the things I love about being a classical liberal is that I’m always on the right side of every argument. I’m pro: freedom, jobs, self-determination, cheap energy, higher… Read more
How Twitter almost destroyed me
Last year, my old sparring partner George Monbiot got himself into a spot of bother. ‘Why not stick the knife in on your blog?’ various people suggested. But I didn’t… Read more
At last: your chance to make me a kept man
Sometimes my wife accuses me of being sexist but I really don’t see how this can possibly be because a) I’ve acknowledged for some time that I consider women the… Read more
Three decades of blood and horror – just the sort of history I like
In the church just a few fields from where I live stands the handsome, painted alabaster tomb to Sir Richard Knightley and his wife Jane. Round the sides of the… Read more
I’m proud to come out as an Eton parent
I was just traipsing across the fields towards Common Lane, there to collect Boy en route to his St Andrews’ Day F-Blockers’ exhibition match of the Wall Game, when I… Read more
We must act now to save our country from the scourge of wind turbines
The place I love more than anywhere on earth is the Edw Valley in mid-Wales. We’ve been going there every summer for more than a decade now and the kids… Read more
Back in the Delingpole fold
Gosh, I can’t tell you how lucky you were not to have been brought up in the Delingpole family. There were nine of us in all — not counting the… Read more
Here’s a BBC scandal that should really make you disgusted
How many of you reading this were abused by Jimmy Savile? Few if any, I would hazard. And while I don’t wish to play down the misery wrought over four… Read more
Why on earth do we think badgers are charismatic?
Did you know that the badger is one of the most charismatic creatures in our countryside? It says so on an advisory leaflet produced by Scottish Natural Heritage called ‘Badgers… Read more
Treating Islam with special reverence is cultural suicide and just plain wrong
My brilliant niece Freya was talking to my brother the other day about the religious education curriculum at her predominately white, middle-class state school in a pretty English cathedral city.… Read more
Public-interest piety is the real threat to a free press
For me the only useful fact to emerge from the otherwise immensely tedious Leveson inquiry was this: that messages on the phone of Milly Dowler were not erased by News… Read more
How a fountain pen and a chiropractor restored my lost youth
God, it’s a bore getting older: all those things you used to be able to do but can’t any more and will never be able to do again. Grow hair,… Read more
Enough bluster. It’s time I faced the voters
They’re building a wind farm, six turbines the height of Salisbury cathedral spire, on the hilltop half a mile from your home. Would you say, on balance, that this will… Read more
I’ve left London. How will I ever work again
They say that moving house is the third most traumatic thing after death and divorce and they’re right about that, I reckon. For the past few weeks and months I’ve… Read more
Sorry, Boy, but you were right. You really did have to be there
‘But Dad, it’s a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. We can’t miss out. We can’t… .’ ‘No, Son, it will be a complete ruddy waste of time and money. We’re too poor. Even… Read more
