Quick, run!
The paperback edition of my book — Between the Waves: The Hidden History of a Very British Revolution — is available to pre-order for 25% off at Waterstones, now!
The offer runs until midnight on Friday so BUY NOW!
All you need to do is enter “FEB26” at the checkout.
Link here https://t.co/f9GHu3HuI8
Returning to “X” after a few years’ break with the news that I am now Deputy Editor of the @newstatesman. I joined this magazine nearly eight years ago and have worked my way through six job titles in that time; I think I’ll stick with this one for a while now. My thanks to @tommctague for the honour!
Returning to “X” after a few years’ break with the news that I am now Deputy Editor of the @newstatesman. I joined this magazine nearly eight years ago and have worked my way through six job titles in that time; I think I’ll stick with this one for a while now. My thanks to @tommctague for the honour!
NEW: The timetable for selection as the Green Party candidate is out.
🟢Nominations open today
🟢The deadline for expression of interest is Monday 7 September
🟢Voting opens Thursday 10 September at 5pm with an online hustings & selection meeting on the same day at 7.30pm
🟢 Voting closes at the end of the selection meeting
🟢Results declared Friday 11 September
Andy Burnham has fun at Bayeux Tapestry launch
“Thank you for this elaborate, 70 metre reminder of one of Britain’s biggest defeats,” Burnham said to President Macron. “A tapestry that shows a leader emerging from a Northern Territory, travelling to the south of England in search of the crown. Clearly something that couldn’t happen today.”
GENERATION SCREWED by @Victoria_Spratt
If the 1980s and 1990s spawned Yuppies – young, “upwardly mobile” professionals with university degrees, well-paid jobs and disposable incomes – the 2010s and 2020s belong to the “Dumpys”: the Downwardly and Unhappily Mobile Professional Young. The Dumpys have some of the trappings of a middle-class existence – a degree, a professional job – but lack its foundations: a secure home of their own, financial freedom.
For the first time since industrialisation, huge numbers of young adults are no better off than their parents were at the same age. The comfortable, educated, professional middle class is collapsing, and with it the aspirations of many who wish to join it. Class war is not over, but the battle lines are being redrawn. Far from being a Blairite meritocracy, Britain is now an inheritocracy: a place where a young person’s life chances are defined not by their hard work, but by their access to family wealth.
Today, there is no single, widely agreed definition of what it means to be “middle class” or “working class”. Where once it may have been as simple as those who owned property, it is now more complicated – not least because Right to Buy meant council tenants could enter the property-owning classes. A person’s profession is no longer a clear guide to their class either, because thousands of people with apparently middle-class jobs and the historically middle-class credential of a degree rent and live from one payday to the next.
Intergenerational inequity is a problem for most Western economies, but it is particularly acute in Britain due to expensive housing, stagnant graduate wages, a fraying social safety net and extortionate childcare costs. Young adults everywhere are angrier than older people, and Britain is no exception. This, perhaps, is due to the gap between aspiration and reality: the chasm between what they were told life could be and what it is.
Cover art by Kris Andrew Small
My lovely sister Katie lost her baby girl at 36 weeks in July. It’s been a horrible time and we’re all just so grateful for the support shown to her and her husband Joe particularly from the staff at Liverpool Women's Hospital and the baby-loss charity, Sands 1/2
A DREAM OF CAMBRIDGE by David Runciman
Oceans of virtual ink have been spilled about the case of Jason Arday because it was the right story at the right time to grab the maximum attention. It happened in high summer, when apart from the interminable heat there wasn’t much else going on. It unfolded in stages, which kept people interested: first the accusations of plagiarism, then the piece-by-piece unravelling of Arday’s life story in the run-up to the publication of his now absurd-seeming memoir.
Above all, though, this was Cambridge. Had Arday been exposed while still a professor at Glasgow University it would have caused a fuss, but nothing on this scale. The contrast between the augustness of the institution and the very contemporary dynamics of Arday’s downfall is what gives the tale its piquancy.
Race, class, snobbery, wokery – somehow they’re all thrown into sharper relief when the setting is that cloistered little world of ancient colleges and elite reputations, some of them now in tatters.
Illustration: Carl Godfrey
Photo: YouTube/St Mary's University, London
Extraordinary story. First revealed in the @NewStatesman by the excellent @emilylawford, as @thetimes credits in the piece.
The Sunday Times and the @guardian have led the way on this story, doing extraordinary work. Appalling that Gabriel has to put up with this stuff.
Extraordinary story. First revealed in the @NewStatesman by the excellent @emilylawford, as @thetimes credits in the piece.
The Sunday Times and the @guardian have led the way on this story, doing extraordinary work. Appalling that Gabriel has to put up with this stuff.