The Spectator

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The Spectator

CONTRIBUTORS

PORTRAIT OF THE WEEK

DIARY

The Valleys of death

THE SPECTATOR'S NOTES

Keir karma • Starmer has become everything he once opposed

Stroke

BAROMETER

We are sleepwalking into disaster

Independents’ day • How Gaza became one of the biggest issues of the local elections

AUTHOR’S NOTEBOOK

Grey hair is a crown of splendour

Trans anarchists • The new age of transgender rage

Computer says die • The growing danger of AI requires global action

Godlike rulers

Lady luck • Young women should not be so bloody miserable

When did Britain become so pathetic?

LETTERS

Why must London suffer Tube unions at war with each other?

BOOKS & ARTS

A troubled man • Michael Moorcock recalls his friendship with J.G. Ballard over many decades

Catching life on the wing

Manhattan survivors

Body and soul

Messing about in boats

Telling tales

The height of Beatlemania

Kafka’s afterlife

Siblings in the shadows

Magic lantern show

Spanish inquisition • Much Christian art can leave us cold – not Zurbaran

Television AIpocalypse when?

Minos

Opera Blue Wales

Cinema Flower power

Pop Name dropping

Exhibitions The Price is right

Theatre Topsy-turvy

Liquorice

Dolce vita

Real life

SPECTATOR WINE

Sindarov wins

Competition Critics amass

2749: Orbital by Doc

The American dream is dying. Good

MICHAEL HEATH

Save me from double speak

YOUR PROBLEMS SOLVED

Dire straits

Passion