Society

Rod Liddle

No one should be prohibited from questioning our past

Tarnow, Poland (maybe) I’m hungry, stuck here with a tube of flavoured pork fat, a bottle of bison grass vodka and 400 cut-price English cigarettes. This is the sleeper train from Krakow to Bucharest, via Budapest, at the bad, cold hour of midnight — and there’s no dining car. Just pork fat and vodka for dinner — and lunch was a hastily taken affair at the Auschwitz burger bar ’n’ grill, just down from Crematorium No. 1, a fairly joyless place, frankly, and the food not up to much. In the next berth along the commie-era carriage a Brazilian man is hopping up and down in delight because he’s never

People who put their trust in human power delude themselves

One thing history teaches is the transience and futility of power, and the ultimate impotence of those who exercise it. That is the lesson of the current King Tut exhibition. No group of sovereigns ever enjoyed the illusion of power more than the pharaohs of the New Kingdom, especially those of the 18th and 19th dynasties. Rameses II spent much of his 66 years on the throne having immense images of himself displayed everywhere from Luxor to Abu Simbel, and many remain, chipped and crumbling. Nothing else. The point is admirably made in Shelley’s sonnet about him, ‘Ozymandias’. I once wished to recite it on a TV books programme. The

The end of the world is nigh

For a solvent mortgage lender to require emergency government support on a huge scale suggests that all is not well in our financial markets. This understatement matches the gorgeously hubristic claim from ‘Chuck’ Prince of Citigroup, America’s largest bank, in July, that ‘as long as the music is playing, you’ve got to get up and dance. We’re still dancing.’ But by November Prince was gone, victim of a multi-billion-dollar write-down relating to losses in the mortgage market. Perhaps he now dances with Stan O’Neal of Merrill Lynch, America’s biggest stockbroker, who also resigned in November after giant mortgage-related losses. Countless institutions have been brought low, having invested in supposedly low-risk

Martin Vander Weyer

Is that an iceberg ahead? Make mine a jereboam and put it on my credit card

First there was the news of passengers rescued from lifeboats in Antarctica as their cruise ship went down after hitting an iceberg. Then Tim Price, our guest Investment columnist this week, reminded me of ex-Citigroup chief Chuck Prince’s observation about dancing as long as the music keeps playing. Then at a wedding on Saturday, a Welsh male voice choir sang the Celine Dion hit My Heart Will Go On: a charming sentiment, I agree, but also the theme song from a certain epic disaster film — and you must have guessed by now which way my thoughts have been moving. As I stagger from one glittering pre-Christmas social event to

Present thoughts

’Tis the season to be cheerful, especially if you like shopping. Which, obviously, as a heterosexual white middle-class male in his forties with no money, I don’t much, unless it’s for books or CDs. But at this time of year those of us of a non-shopping persuasion must bury our prejudices, venture out into the madness of pre-yule consumerism and buy lots of books and CDs for our friends and relatives. Or for ourselves, just to cheer us up. So here are a few seasonal recommendations. Such is the profoundly subjective appeal of all pop music that these recommendations may turn out to be completely useless to you — in

The importance of being serious about France

There is a new French ambassador arriving in London this week. He is Maurice Gourdault-Montagne, known as — what else? — MGM in Quai d’Orsay. It is fashionable to downplay the role of the ambassador in the modern world. Has not instant communication made the profession of diplomacy redundant? When the president of France and the prime minister of the United Kingdom see each other at EU, G8 or other meetings with more regularity than they talk to their ministers, who needs ambassadors? Moreover, with so much of the common business between France and Britain conducted at European level, surely it is in Brussels, not London and Paris, that problems

A long way from Rome

Although Latin, Greek and the ancient world in general are no longer central to modern education, Julius Caesar still remains a household name. During his intensely dramatic life he was a politician, general, rebel and dictator, and still found the time to be an author and serial adulterer. Controversy surrounded him in his lifetime and has never really let up. Was he the man who destroyed the Roman Republic or the visionary who saw the need for reform? Maria Wyke’s highly enjoyable new book does not try to answer such questions. It is not so much about Caesar the man as all the many versions of him in poetry, literature,

Alex Massie

A Cook’s Bookshelf

Megan offers her annual Christmas cooking recommendations. Kit here; manuals here. As usual, there’s lots of good stuff. But permit me to offer some supplementary ideas on the matter of cookbooks. If, as Megan suggests you should, you own several of Julia Child’s books you may not think you need another set of classic volumes on French, Italian and Mediterranean food. You’d be wrong. No serious Anglophone cook should be without at least two (if not all three) of Elizabeth David’s masterpieces: Mediterranean Food, Italian Food and French Provincial Cooking. These three books alone provide enough inspiration to last a lifetime. More than just recipe books, however, these old friends

What to do this weekend

In London, the biggest draw of the weekend may well be the production of King Lear at the New London Theatre (which is receiving some enthusiastic and some not-so-enthusiastic notices).  However, what you really should go and see – even though it has already been around for a few weeks – is the Walter Sickert exhibition at the Courtauld Gallery (the subject of a glowing review in the latest Spectator).  This show dwells upon Sickert’s nudes, and cements the artist’s position as one of the most influential artists of the Twentieth Century (Sickert’s harsh brand of impressionism is echoed in everything from the work of Lucien Freud and Francis Bacon

James Forsyth

Could Wendy Alexander be collateral damage?

Over at that new daily must-read The Three Line Whip, Iain Martin has news of a letter that puts Wendy Alexander in a very difficult position. Alexander wrote to Paul Green, who as a tax exile is not entitled to make political contributions, to thank him for donating to her campaign. Wendy, sister of Douglas and protégé of Gordon, is now hanging onto her job by a thread.

James Forsyth

It just keeps coming

This evening, Peter Hain has announced that his campaign failed to register a £5,000 donation from Jon Mendelsohn, the chief fundraiser who was told by Peter Watt of how Abrahams was donating money back in the autumn. It is also been reported that it was Gordon Brown’s campaign manager, Chris Leslie, who put the Harman campaign in touch with Janet Kidd, one of the people who was donating money to Labour on Abraham’s behalf.

Fraser Nelson

Over to the police

Yates of the Yard is back. So runs the delicious rumour now the Old Bill has been dragged into the donations scandal: Yates won’t run the investigation but he has been appointed the overseeing officer. And Yates has a dossier of all the donors ready. He knows this situation backwards. To help his team on their way, Coffee House would like to do its duty for Queen and country and report the gossip around Westminster this evening. 1) The theory that Abrahams was not the “real” donor  is popular amongst those who suspect this was Israeli money being funnelled through him by fans of Blair’s position on Iraq (remember, the first

All the fun of the fair?

I was bicycling to work along the south side of Hyde Park, admiring the last of the autumn colours, when, glancing to my left, I saw an enormous Ferris wheel. I know I am strictly a fair-weather cyclist and this week has been a rain-filled one, but this huge machine has sprung up near Hyde Park Corner without anyone — all right, me — knowing anything about it. Who put it up? When will it start working? How long is it there for?  

James Forsyth

What more is there to come?

Martin Bright has a typically excellent column in the New Statesman about this whole fundraising scandal. Here’s the key graf: “Claims that no one but Watt knew what was going on are already unravelling. As the story broke, one former Labour fundraiser told me: “It just doesn’t wash. You make it your business to know your high-value donors in the same way a detective gets to know his suspects. It is inconceivable that people didn’t know who David Abrahams was.” And so it proved to be over the hours that followed: Baroness Jay knew enough to warn Hilary Benn not to touch the money from an Abrahams intermediary; Tony Blair’s

Fraser Nelson

So much for education, education, education | 29 November 2007

How well is school literacy doing under Labour? The international PIRLS study shows England has plunged from 3rd to 19th in the league tables between 2001 and 2006 – a staggering dropped exceeded only by Morocco and Romania. This is how well we’re preparing for globalisation. Doubling the education budget has not, after all, worked.

Alex Massie

Too late for an old dog…

An interesting but worthless column from Jackie Ashley. “It won’t be easy for Gordon Brown to dig himself out of the hole he has fallen into in recent weeks. But a broad back, an ability to say sorry, a coolness under fire and an unwillingness to dump on colleagues would certainly help.” Worthless, I say, because Brown enjoys precisely none of these qualities. Ashley’s remedy for Gordon Brown’s problems would, um, seem to be that he cease to be Gordon Brown. [Hat tip: James Forsyth]

Alex Massie

England in Sri Lanka; Pakistan in India

Cricket Housekeeping: 1. Since this post making the case that Shane Warne is, indisputably, a greater cricketer than Muttiah Muralitharan it’s only fair to note that Murali had the chance to show that he can win matches in Australia as well as Sri Lanka. Granted, the tests were played at Brisbane and Hobart rather than Sydney but still: four wickets at 100 apiece is not an impressive return. 2. England are now preparing – in their usual slapdash* style – for a series in Sri Lanka. Having wisely decided to leave the best English batsman at home (that would be Mark Ramprakash, who, though 38, has enjoyed a Bradmanesque flowering

Alex Massie

Does Mark Halperin Have What It Takes?

Mercy me. Mark Halperin makes a lateish run for Most Incriminating Column of the Year with this entry, published in today’s New York Times in which he laments how terrible it is that the media have confused campaign froth with the stuff that might actually indicate whether or not a politician is capable of performing the duties custom and the constitution assigns to the President of the United States of America. Halperin, formerly Political Director at ABC News, argues that: Our political and media culture reflects and drives an obsession with who is going to win, rather than who should win. For most of my time covering presidential elections, I

Alex Massie

Bush, Ahmadinejad and The Economist

This is the sort of thing that reminds me why I enjoy The Economist‘s under-appreciated sense of humour: George Bush and Mahmoud Ahmadinejad are both deeply religious, referring frequently to God’s guiding hand. Both are idealists rather than pragmatists, and skilled at folksy populism. Both have replaced dozens of competent officials with like-minded conservatives. And both are now considered, by a large slice of their countrymen, to be bungling and dangerous. The difference is that it has taken Mr Ahmadinejad just two years in power to achieve the unpopularity Mr Bush has gained after six. Then again, James Fallows had a point when he wrote, in 1991(!) about: The other