His personal website says that playing alongside Kenny Dalglish and later Peter Beardsley, he led Liverpool Football Club to glory after glory across the blistering 1980s. It even stresses that when compared to the dour Scot, it was he not the Glaswegian who season upon season ended up as the side’s top scorer. With authorial flair he recounts a delicate…
The very air across Britain can seem polluted these days with political discourse of the vilest sort, and the stench only gets worse whenever we’re in the vicinity of the ballot box. Yet a recent YouGuv survey has suggested that the bad smell isn’t only metaphorical, because UKIP supporters – presumably in their endeavour to exercise some peculiarly British rights –…
A member of parliament shot, stabbed, and killed as she sought to meet with her constituents, a Polish man dead after he and two friends were subject to an attack by a group of teens, hate crime up throughout England, Wales, and Northern Ireland, with a record 58% increase in recorded incidents following the referendum – and now Nigel Farage…
Until now, UKIP have been the boys who cried wolf while somehow maintaining the whole of a nation in a state of all too credulous suspense. Culturally and financially, as the only group who provide a net contribution to the economy, EU migrants overwhelmingly benefit Britain, and six years of building towards a referendum would have been an almighty waste of…
One inherited the real estate empire built up by his father, Fred Trump, who by the 1970s was one of the richest people in America with a fortune of around $200 million. Fred made his way by profiteering from public contracts, and according to folk singer Woody Guthrie and the US Department of Justice Civil Rights Division, he was a…
If your party is one person, how do you lose that person and keep up the pretence of having a party? That is the quandary facing UKIP as it searches for a new leader to replace the outgoing, and already bitterly divisive, Nigel Farage. Never more than a single-issue undertaking, a solitary soapbox with an inflammatory slogan scrawled on the front, post-Farage and…
