Theodore Dalrymple; Sacks of Gold in Brussels.

13th July 2016 1

If I were a novelist, I should take José Manuel Barroso as the model for my hero, or perhaps I should say my anti-hero. Only Stendhal, or perhaps Balzac, could do justice to his trajectory in life: from revolutionary Maoist student to Prime Minister of Portugal to chief apparatchik of the European Union to vice-president of Goldman-Sachs with special responsibility … [Read on]

Theodore Dalrymple; Heroin

1st July 2016 4

The headline of a story written in the Guardian newspaper by an American doctor caught my attention recently. It went as follows: ‘Heroin killed my brother 38 years ago. Too many still suffer in its clutches.’ The author stated, movingly, that the death of his brother more than thirty years ago affected him still and indeed that, in a sense, … [Read on]

Theodore Dalrymple; Cocking a leg

6th June 2016 2

I took part recently in the annual festival in Hay-on-Wye. You could tell there were large numbers of radical young thinkers present by the prevalence of rings in their noses.[pullquote]You could tell there were large numbers of radical young thinkers present by the prevalence of rings in their noses. [/pullquote]was put up in a very nice early Nineteenth Century house … [Read on]

Theodore Dalrymple; Bah Humbug!

23rd May 2016 1

Like vintage wine, high-flown sentiment should be kept for special occasions rather than brought out on every possible occasion, especially when it consists mainly of humbug, as it usually does. We are surrounded by it, in fact, mentally suffocated by it. I picked up a pencil the other day and this is what was inscribed   on it:     About … [Read on]

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