Harold Carter

Chairman, The Wakeham Trust. Strategic Marketing Consultant. Former Fellow of St John's College Oxford focusing on postwar U.K. economic and social history.

[Jesse Norman @Jesse_Norman]

I am afraid it was a disgraceful decision, and the Leader of the House was plainly embarrassed about it.

[Prospect @prospect_uk]

There has been an explosion of social videos depicting supposed urban decay in British cities.

Many are AI-generated and appear intended to stoke division.

Read more from @ben_clark56: https://t.co/SeD2OisBqK

[Harold Carter @HaroldCarter]

Thoughtful and analytical piece https://t.co/58ACqAvoRF

[Harold Carter @HaroldCarter]

Fair Fees: Sign the petition https://t.co/9MutinvWWt

[Mark Urban @MarkUrban01]

I shouldn’t be surprised after 40 years reporting defence - but it’s amazing to see how easily the commentariat & Westminster can be diverted into talking about drones when the real Q is whether the nation is ready to accept the peace dividend is over, & scale of spend needed now

[Dr. M.F. Khan @Dr_TheHistories]

Dorothy L. Sayers, born in 1893, was a woman who refused to be boxed in. Mystery writer, advertising copywriter, essayist, scholar, and translator—she wore every hat with wit and ferocious intelligence. In 1920, she was among the first women awarded a degree from Oxford after the university formally admitted female graduates. That alone would be legacy enough. She had more.

Sayers gave us Lord Peter Wimsey, the aristocratic sleuth with a taste for rare books and verbal sparring. But her mysteries Strong Poison, Gaudy Night, The Nine Tailors were never just puzzles. They were debates about justice, vocation, and the minds of women. In Gaudy Night, set at a fictional Oxford women’s college, the real crime isn’t murder; it’s the assault on intellectual integrity. That book remains one of the fiercest defenses of scholarly life ever written.

And yet, Sayers contained multitudes. She wrote brilliant wartime propaganda. She translated Dante’s Divine Comedy with such precision and poetry that her version is still considered definitive. She penned essays on gender that crackle with modern fire, arguing that women’s “humanity” matters far more than their femininity.

Then there was the complicated private life: a secret son, a rocky marriage, and an intense friendship with fellow writer C.S. Lewis that deepened her Christian apologetics.

Sayers died in 1957, but her voice never dated. She proved that a detective story could be theology, that a scholar could write bestsellers, and that a woman with a first-class degree could and should insist on being taken seriously. Unruly, brilliant, and utterly original. That’s Dorothy L. Sayers.

© Women In World History

#drthehistories

[Al Carns @AlistairCarns]

My resignation speech to the @HouseofCommons today ⬇️

[Jesse Norman @Jesse_Norman]

Agree or disagree, everyone interested in the future of British Higher Education should read this.

[Sama Hoole @SamaHoole]

REWILD THE HILLS!

Here's why:

If we cleared every cow and sheep off the British uplands to save the planet, we would liberate two-thirds of the nation's farmland for a brighter, greener future.

Experts have calculated that within just 5 years, that reclaimed land could deliver:

- Millions of acres of premium bracken (toxic, but very photogenic)
- A booming tick population, up several thousand percent
- The total departure of every ground-nesting bird, freeing them at last from the terrible burden of nesting
- One (1) consultant's report recommending we put the animals back

And best of all, the beef and lamb those animals used to produce will simply be shipped in from Brazil instead, so we get the exact same meat, now with the bonus of a 6,000-mile voyage and a freshly cleared rainforest thrown in at no extra charge.

A hollower countryside for a healthier planet.

That's why we must remove the livestock.

NOW.

[Mark Urban @MarkUrban01]

@exRAF_Al You’re suggesting that a council estate kid who devoted himself to his career, rising until he was an SBS brigadier with multiple operational tours, a DSO and all the rest of it is unable to rely on ability?

[Proudofus.uk @ProudofusUK]

In 1840 an American slave ship ran aground in the Bahamas.

On British ground, the 38 people below deck could not be owned. 🇬🇧

Free Black boatmen rowed out, magistrates came aboard, and all 38 walked ashore free.

19 October 1840. The Hermosa, a schooner out of Richmond, Virginia, bound for the slave markets of New Orleans.

Below deck, 38 enslaved people. Her papers listed them as cargo.

She struck a reef off Abaco, in the Bahamas. British ground.

Bahamian boatmen rowed out through the surf, free Black men who worked these reefs for a living, and carried all 38 safe to Nassau. Britain had abolished slavery 6 years before.

The captain refused to let them ashore. He called for another ship to carry them back to bondage. Then British magistrates came aboard, armed men at their backs. No fleet. No proclamation. A local court doing its ordinary work.

In Virginia, paper made those 38 people property. On British ground, no paper on Earth could. One by one, 38 people stepped ashore at Nassau. Free.

The owners demanded them back for years. They never got them.

Nobody famous freed those 38. Boatmen rowed out. Magistrates climbed aboard. Ordinary hands, keeping Britain's word.

In Virginia, paper made them property. On British ground, thanks to the British citizens, it could not. 🇬🇧

This is the revival of British culture. Be part of it.

👉 https://t.co/rih7iKwnvf 👈

Be part of us. ☝️🇬🇧

Be Proud Of Us. 🙏🇬🇧

[Anton Gerashchenko @Gerashchenko_en]

The moment of one of today’s Russian strikes on Kyiv.

I can see that fewer and fewer people are reading news from Ukraine. I understand that on a Sunday morning, people don’t want to read about war. They want to sleep a little longer, drink good coffee, and sit in the sun. I understand that. The algorithms on X limit content about war, destruction, and suffering. You have to make an effort to even see this information.

All of this is understandable on a human level. But unfortunately, if you remove Putin and the war from your information feed, they do not disappear from reality.

Putin is a sadist and a maniac. He is a threat to all of humanity.

There needs to be active resistance. News from Ukraine needs to be shared. People need to keep their focus.

Despite a sleepless night, I’m still here. And I’m grateful to everyone who continues to stand with us.

One day, we’ll drink morning coffee together in a beautiful, peaceful Kyiv.

[Sama Hoole @SamaHoole]

A farmer dies in April 2026.

His son inherits the farm. The farm has been in the family since 1847.

The farm consists of: 300 acres of grazing pasture, a farmhouse built in 1892, a barn, a milking parlour, two tractors of varying ages, a Land Rover that runs about 70% of the time, and a herd of 180 Hereford-cross cattle.

On paper, the farm is worth approximately £3.2 million. This is because land near him has been bought recently by a London hedge fund looking for carbon credits, which has dragged the comparable value of every field within forty miles upward to a number nobody local can justify.

In cash, the farm produces a profit of about £28,000 a year in a good year. In a bad year it loses money. The son also works as a fencing contractor three days a week to keep the operation viable.

The inheritance tax bill on a £3.2 million estate, even at the reduced 20% rate, comes to approximately £140,000 after the increased threshold is applied. The son does not have £140,000. The son has never had £140,000. The son has £4,200 in his current account and an overdraft.

The son sells 60 acres to a developer to pay the tax. The developer puts solar panels on the 60 acres. The remaining herd cannot be sustained on the reduced land. The herd is sold. The barn becomes a holiday let.

A different family eats Brazilian beef this Christmas without knowing why the price went up.

The Treasury collects £140,000.

The land never produces British food again.

[Harold Carter @HaroldCarter]

@Briviagra The simple solution is to go to INSEAD and do an MBA - brilliant teaching, great and international student body, in Fontainebleau, huge fun, lots of work, takes one intense year, comes in top 3 of international Business School rankings, and has great parties.

[Elizabeth❣️ @WorkElizab]

Do you agree?

[Harold Carter @HaroldCarter]

@Sahar393815 It's a Cartier cigarette lighter

[Henshi @HenshiG]

In 1942, in Nazi-occupied Tunisia—the only Arab country to suffer direct German occupation—a drunken officer bragged at dinner about the Jewish woman he planned to seize from a forced brothel.

He named her.

Across the table sat Khaled Abdul-Wahab, a 31-year-old wealthy Muslim Tunisian who had studied art and architecture in New York, spoke fluent German, and was trusted by the Nazis. They invited him to their tables. He smiled, poured the wine, finished the meal… then raced through the night.

He pounded on the door of the woman’s family at midnight. “Pack nothing. Come now.” He gathered 25 terrified Jews—mothers, fathers, children, cousins—and drove them nearly 20 miles to his family farm. For four agonizing months, he hid them in the olive press, stables, and storage sheds.

He fed them as supplies ran desperately low. He kept crying babies silent. When German soldiers came to count Jews, the hidden families pinned on their yellow stars, stood motionless, then tore them off the moment the danger passed.

One terrifying night, a drunk soldier stumbled upon them and threatened to kill everyone. An 11-year-old girl, hiding under a bed, watched in horror—until Khaled appeared like a guardian angel.

He calmly disarmed the soldier and sent him away.

No one on that farm died.

In May 1943, the British liberated Tunisia. The 25 returned home alive. Khaled went back to his quiet life—painting, raising daughters, serving his country—and never spoke of it again. Not to his wife. Not to his children.

He died in 1997 at 86. His secret died with him.

A decade later, his daughter Faiza sat in a Paris café reading a newspaper. An American historian was describing a Tunisian Arab who had hidden 25 Jews. He named her father. She was 45 years old and hearing the story for the first time. “I rediscovered my father,” she said.

Khaled was nominated to be the first Arab recognized as Righteous Among the Nations—Israel’s highest honor for those who saved Jews. The committee declined.

Today, those 25 souls have hundreds of descendants living in Israel, France, America, and Tunisia. The little girl under the bed grew up, built a family in Paris. None of them would exist if Khaled had looked away that night.

He had everything to lose. He acted anyway. Then he carried the silence for the rest of his life.

The world almost forgot him twice.
Now you know his name: Khaled Abdul-Wahab.

A true hero. A Muslim who stood against evil when it mattered most.

Colorized image of black and white photo poster by Israel the Jewish State.

[Joe Connolly @JoeCon52]

@strujillo075 @lisa_liberal It is…

[Icarus @StephenFlesch4]

@strujillo075 @Fernand46357857 I'm a career veteran and I know the difference between lawful and unlawful orders. New enlistees sware to support and defend the Constitution against all enemies, obey LAWFUL orders from the President and officers, and abide by the Uniform Code of Military Justice (UCMJ).

[Lord Moylan @danielmgmoylan]

@BenRamanauskas The thing the nation really owes to Gordon Brown is not his dubious handling of the Great Recession, but that he kept us out of the ERM, against strong pressure from idiot Blair and the whole establishment.

Never forget that.