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Football

When Is a Contract Not a Contract?

When star forwards can down tools before the season starts and still win the move, a “contract” is just a polite fiction. Isak and Igamane are the canaries in the coal mine.

Britain

Planes That Will Never Take Off

Planes will never take off, but every promise of mass deportation erodes rights, normalises cruelty, and casts the mob as the voice of the nation.

A realist oil painting shows a Joan of Arc–like figure in medieval armour standing amid urban chaos. Flames engulf the street, sending black smoke into the air as police and emergency vehicles appear in the background. She raises a banner with a red cross high above her head while holding a sword at her side
Britain

The Free Speech Martyrdom of Lucy Connolly

Keir Starmer’s law-and-order theatrics have handed the far right its new saint: a self-styled free speech Joan of Arc—except this saint didn’t want to be burned, she wanted others to be.

Britain

The Law, the Hotel, and the Vanishing Migrant

Paul Bristow cites the Epping Forest ruling to demand hotel closures for asylum seekers, but offers no plan for what follows. The Conservatives built the hotel system; Labour inherits it; local politicians weaponise planning law while migrants disappear from view.

Keir Starmer

Dawn Raids and Banned Placards

The arrest of a part-time cleaner for sharing Facebook posts backing Palestine Action shows how Britain’s response to Gaza has drifted from foreign policy into domestic repression.

Britain

The Provincial Mussolinis

Farage brings the noise, Starmer brings the law. The country falls apart to the sound of flags snapping and doors slamming while capital quietly clears the till.

A grainy, vintage-style image depicting a dense urban skyline with mid-rise buildings. A large, dark plume of smoke rises ominously from the city centre, suggesting a recent explosion. The image is rendered in a washed-out, sepia-orange tone, evoking a 1968 protest poster aesthetic with high contrast and nostalgic texture. A mosque minaret is visible among the buildings, hinting at the city's Middle Eastern setting.

A Requiem for Human Rights

What separates Hedges’s account from the usual war reporting is his refusal to speak in the language of balance. There are no “both sides” here. Gaza is not a tragedy. It is a crime. And history, in his telling, is not analogy but repetition. The Nakba never ended. The airstrikes are new; the logic is old. “We progress backwards,” someone has scrawled on a UN school wall. That line could be the book’s thesis.

A vintage-style protest poster rendered in grainy halftone with a jaundiced beige and olive green palette. The image shows British soldiers in uniform, in a casual moment during a military inspection. Bold black text beneath reads: “SMILE FOR THE CROWN WHILE YOU OCCUPY THE STREETS.” The design evokes 1968 protest aesthetics with a stark critique of military presence and royal authority.

Who Is the Violence For?

This month, the British state made its position on violence unambiguous: while ex-generals and loyal newspapers led the charge, Parliament followed. The result was clear: Impunity for its own, criminalisation for its critics. In the same month it moved to quash investigations into war crimes in Northern Ireland, it voted to proscribe Palestine Action under terrorism law.

A digital illustration features portraits of Donald Trump and Alexander Dugin side by side, rendered in bold red, orange, and black tones. Trump appears stern in a suit and tie, his expression tense, with an American flag pin on his lapel. Dugin gazes forward with a solemn intensity, his thick beard and unkempt hair highlighted by radiating orange rays behind his head, evoking a dark, iconographic halo. The background is a deep red gradient, reinforcing the dramatic and ideological tone of the piece.

Trump, Dugin, and the Eschatology of Reaction

Trump is no longer a politician in Dugin’s hands. He is a prophet who fell short. But the prophecy lives on. That’s how Dugin works: he turns failure into myth, betrayal into destiny. Putinism becomes the sacred, Trumpism the fallen. Everything is wrapped in theology, because the politics (when you look closely) aren’t up to much. It’s not tradition he’s defending. It’s accelerationism with a whiff of incense.

No One Is Above the Law—Not Even the SAS

The state demands loyalty from its killers, and contempt for those who ask why. To question the SAS is treated as heresy. To investigate them, as betrayal. But no one is above the law. Not even the men with night-vision goggles and state-sanctioned impunity. If the victims of British state violence are to be denied justice so that the myth of military virtue can remain intact, then we are not a democracy. We continue to be an empire that refuses to admit it.

A weathered and torn political poster clings to a rough concrete wall. The poster reads “SOCIALISM OR BARBARISM, 2029?” with the words “SOCIALISM” and “2029?” in bold black and “BARBARISM” in bold red. The edges of the poster are frayed and peeling, suggesting age and neglect.

The Left Breaks Cover: Sultana, Corbyn, and the Case for a New Party — With McDonnell at the Helm?

The Labour Party under Starmer has become a machine for silencing dissent. Abbott, Shaheen, Driscoll, and others have been smeared, blocked, or expelled. The party has moved right on immigration, welfare, protest, and Palestine — and done so proudly. Sultana’s resignation wasn’t a betrayal of Labour values. It was a defence of them. And if a new left party is to be more than symbolic, it needs more than moral clarity. It needs leadership. Corbyn remains the figurehead, but John McDonnell (articulate, disciplined, and trusted) is the one who could anchor this project. He may not want the crown. But that is exactly what makes him the right person to hold it.

A black withered Labour rose

The Art of Losing: Labour’s First Year in Power

Labour’s problem isn’t just that it inherited a broken economy. It’s that it refuses to say so. The party acts like governing is a performance for bond markets and newspaper editors, rather than an act of political leadership. Hard choices are made without explanation. Rollbacks happen without apology. And the public is left wondering: if even Labour doesn’t believe in what it’s doing, why should anyone else?

A large crowd at Glastonbury Festival waves numerous Palestinian flags under a partly cloudy blue sky. Dominating the image is a prominently raised flag in the foreground reading “GLASTO FOR PALESTINE” in white letters across the Palestinian tricolour (black, white, and green horizontal stripes with a red triangle on the hoist side). The atmosphere is festive yet political, with a visible sense of solidarity.

Douglas Murray and the Fetish of Empire

Murray calls the IDF a “citizen army”, as if it were Dad’s Army with drones. In truth, Gaza is a laboratory, where missiles are tested, faces scanned, and children used to perfect the next export.