The only way to reconcile our different political desires peacefully is through the compromises inherent in representative democracy.
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Rebecca Coulson: Cable-knit sweaters, Paul Mason and a No Prayer Breakfast. My week at Labour’s conference.
Momentum’s momentum doesn’t need to fizz with punch: they’ve won already.
Rebecca Coulson: Bullfighting. Barbaric butchery that should be banned? Or a popular tradition to be conserved?
Humans kill bulls intentionally, in the name of entertainment, whereas hounds kills foxes instinctively. Is that an important distinction?
This is history in the making, and that’s what it’s all about.
If the head of one person is attached to the body of another, which of them survives – if either?
Yesterday’s Supreme Court ruling against this illiberal Scottish scheme found it currently illegal — but not impossible.
Rebecca Coulson: Breastfeeding in the Commons? Fine. But gender quotas for committee witnesses would be absurd.
The Speaker’s recent report on improving equality in Parliament makes some proposals which are irrelevant at best.
The prime minister will be judged not only on her response to Brexit, but also on her response to the threats we face — and the relationship between the two.
I can’t accept that I’m ‘me’ because, say, I’m a woman – above and beyond all the undefinable intricacies that constitute my self.
Two corrosive ideas – that there is no such thing as objective truth and that strength of feeling trumps the strength of a case – are on the rise.
In advancing controversial policies without an explanation other than economic return, the party has been left open to claims of acting from greed and elitism.
The misuse of the word by American commentators and the Liberal Democrats has led to a fine tradition being neglected.
Yes, these spaces are spaces we can learn from. Safely.
I have an assumption that most Britons aren’t especially keen to describe themselves, voluntarily, in this way. A quick and very unscientific vox pop didn’t contradict my assumption
I don’t care if the Culture Secretary wears a blue silk kimono while eating his toast, and I really don’t want to know whom he’s dating.