The Walls I Dare Not Climb
byWhen you fear those you love, life turns into a living hell. Read this poignant poem.
When you fear those you love, life turns into a living hell. Read this poignant poem.
Hungary’s 2026 election will be remembered for how it has altered the mechanics of political competition.
A war launched to curtail Iran’s influence may have underscored the limits of external power.
To speak of wiping out a civilisation is to flirt with a world in which such outcomes are conceivable. That is a world most would prefer not to inhabit.
America’s crisis of credibility is as much a rupture as a recalibration, a process that will transform into a new equilibrium.
“Maybe there is a beast… maybe it’s only us.” – William Golding, Lord of the Flies
The Holocaust’s memory, rather than becoming a moral obligation to resist dehumanisation, has been instrumentalised by the Israeli state as a shield against accountability.
The Strait of Hormuz, the chokepoint through which a fifth of the world’s oil passes, is now firmly under Iran’s control.
Cultivated meat remains a work in progress, an industry defined as much by its aspirations as by its current capabilities.
Here’s a poem that valorises those who speak truth to power.
Pistols and watches, objects once considered evidence of crime, help tell the story of revolutionary acts against colonialism.
The Transgender Amendment Bill, if enacted, would only add to the Government’s arsenal for moral policing.
New Delhi is walking a tightrope, trying not to alienate old friends Iran or antagonise recent strategic partners.
Counterinsurgency is less a contest of annihilation than of persuasion.
“Palestinian baby rescued from dead mother’s womb dies in Gaza hospital.
Infant dies five days after caesarean delivery following death of mother in Israeli airstrike in Rafah.”
The Guardian, April 2024