Richard D North

It’s a bit soon to make a proper judgement, but Bishop Chartres seems to have delivered a blinder of a sermon at Mrs thatcher’s funeral service. Saying he wasn’t going to be political, he was very highly political in an important way. I mean that he laid what looks like a trail between Ayn Rand and Margaret Thatcher. Here’s the key sentence (culled from the Daily Mirror’s website). It’s on spiritual development :

First there is the struggle for freedom and independence and then the self-giving and the acceptance of inter-dependence. More »

A curiosity of the BBC’s undercover trip to North Korea is that hardly anyone has framed the argument in the terms which matter and would once have seemed obvious. Namely: as the debate about the trip went up the chain at the BBC, no-one seems to have considered it important to ask the governing body of the LSE whether it minded having its institutional brand, imprimatur and name hijacked. When asked, the LSE said it wasn’t happy. But the BBC and its fans (let’s especially include the articulate and usefully clear piece by Robin Lustig in the Guardian) merely repeat the mantra that the BBC was responsibly considerate as to the risk its trip posed to the club-members who accompanied it…. More »

Several Thatcheristes have been putting the record straight: that she didn’t “destroy” the unions but democratised them; that she wasn’t a wrecker of manufacturing; that she closed fewer mines and shipyards than Labour had before her. But we have had more challenging arguments, too. They hinge on her failure to crush the welfare state, or the left-liberal elite. That was part of her failure to win hearts… More »

Mrs Thatcher was not funny or warm, at least not in public. She wasn’t even populist. Unlike The Gipper, it is unlikely that she will ever become a National Treasure. She represented – was like – a very small segment of British society: the lower middle class. Her virtues were those of a stage nanny or governess, as in Mrs Doubtfire, or Mary Poppins, or Anna from The King and I. She was firm, friendly, upbeat, undaunted. She treated us all like children. But above all, she decided that what we all needed was plain speaking…. More »

I haven’t had time to research Mr di Canio’s words and works, but the issue raises the knotty problem of what a Fascist is. Most obviously, is it possible to be a Fascist but not a racist? In practice, most if not all Fascist regimes and movements have been anti-Semitic and anti-black, amongst many other anti-nesses. But racism is not really the defining characteristic of the  ideology. More »

The income and wealth inequality gap between the top 1 per cent and the remaining 99 per cent has featured a good deal recently. It’s getting wider. But it matters very little. What matters is an emerging cultural gap. More »

Watch out: this film is brilliant but you may pass on it on the basis that it is “charming”, “deeply humane”, “a glorious hymn to the struggles of the working man” and so on, as it is routinely blurbed by admirers. Le Havre is rather better than its fans and possibly even its creators wanted. More »

Tim Montgomerie of Conservative Home was on the Andrew Marr Show sofa and joined James Landale in doing the now obligatory obeisance to Margaret Hodge for her “brave” work as chairman of the House of Common’s Public Accounts Committee. This is all nonsense. More »

This book bears a superficial resemblance to the rest of the angst literature on Anglosphere inequality, but it is much better than The New Few or The Spirit Level. Its use of evidence about the separations between top and bottom in US society seems fairer and brighter. Yet more to the point, though flawed where it most matters (in its proposed solutions), Charles Murray’s cultural and social arguments seem far more interesting than most. More »

Jack Straw’s autobiography, Last Man Standing, has been well-recieved, and justly so. At the risk of being patronising or condescending, it’s worth saying that it is a touching book. I fancied myself admiring its author. I had to remind myself that it might be – perhaps had to be, was perhaps inevitably - a touch self-serving. Here’s a little unpicking of all that…. More »