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Posts Tagged: Isabel Oakeshott
Steven Edginton: The BBC’s Question Time last week. Abbott was the victim of her own rudeness – not of racism. As I saw at first-hand.
The only explanation I can find is that she mistakenly assumed I was just another Tory public school boy, to whom she did not need to bother giving the time of day.
A new book, White Flag?, tries to sound the alarm. Will anyone listen?
Lord Ashcroft: A Defence Secretary who believes that the UK should consider getting stuck in to other people’s wars
At a ConHome conference interview yesterday, Williamson suggested we should do so if it will save or improve lives without disproportionate cost.
And: Churchill-mania, Moggmania, and the passion of Rory Stewart. Plus: too many lobbyists.
The Defence Secretary outlined a programme of national self-assertion from Ukraine to the South China Sea.
Lord Ashcroft’s Conference Diary: How Leave voters reflect – good humouredly, mostly – on being called knuckle-dragging bigots
Plus: Labour anti-semitism, May’s African dancing. Will Mordaunt speak to the conference? And: will Russia take on NATO?
As our proprietor and his co-author prepare to release a new book on defence, we say again what we’ve said before about the implications of Brexit for the armed forces.
“It is not about Remain or Leave,” the Observer journalist replies – while notably failing to say “yes”.
Plus: Vicious Cybernats. Bolton’s brass neck. Widdecombe’s ratings. Johnson’s death wish. And: the courage of my friend Tessa Jowell.
We pick out five items from it which may be of special interest to our readers and others who will attend.
Plus: Hammond’s blunder. Peers’ folly. Stephen Hawking is not, repeat not, controlled by MI5. And: my inner Mary Whitehouse meets Katie Hopkins’ slack vagina.
Whatever one’s view of Cameron’s former head of strategy, he cannot simply be written off as some crusty reactionary.
Plus: Thank you for the three bottles of vintage wine…but you forgot to enclose a note with your name. Christmas, eh?
Plus: I stand in for a billionaire. Ten years of Pink News. And: the Michael Meacher I knew.