Christopher Gage

About Christopher Gage

Christopher Gage is a British political journalist.

A Very British Goodbye

Perhaps the penny has dropped. All 50 of them. In just a handful of hours, Great Britain leaves the European Union. Plagues of locusts, pestilence, and lepers wait patiently in the wings. From where I’m sitting, though, all looks rosy. No marauding gangs of mottled malcontents seething in the streets. A distinct lack of killer

By | 2020-02-02T00:46:33-07:00 January 30th, 2020|Tags: |

Woke Privilege

Perhaps my privilege is showing. Gleaming in its gaudy oppression. To have skin that crisps in the sun is a mark of having every advantage under it. When I was 7, the man loosely defined as my father shambled out of the front door. He punctuated our relationship with the odd rambling phone call. The

By | 2020-01-23T19:02:14-07:00 January 23rd, 2020|Tags: |

Rowling and King Slam Into the Woke Diversity Cult

Nothing is more appetizing than watching the limbs of progressive icons mulch between the jaws of the Woke. With a giddy regularity, the picadors of piffle lower themselves to those over which they loft. A glorious sight—like savannah lions ripping through their prey. There’s something deeply primal about it. And something deserved about it. The

By | 2020-01-16T20:10:16-07:00 January 16th, 2020|Tags: |

Welcome to the Roaring Red Tory Twenties

This new year lavishes us Brits with a laugh-riot. The Labour Party’s leadership election offers more exotic fruits than a Los Angeles farmers’ market. It is most comforting viewing. If one enjoys that kind of thing. Jeremy Corbyn remains medically alive. Yet he more resembles a cadaver milling around Parliament muttering progressive pieties—the same pieties

By | 2020-01-10T00:25:57-07:00 January 9th, 2020|Tags: |

Britain’s Great Emotional Divide

The most edifying feature of our reluctant election here in the United Kingdom is the welcome tempering of that modern scourge—the three-month Christmas. There is no time for gaudy festive jingles or silly hats. Instead, we British have engorged on an all-you-can-eat buffet of political crazies, weirdos, strangelings, and madpeople. In an orgy so lurid,

By | 2019-11-29T22:05:33-07:00 November 29th, 2019|Tags: |

The P.C. Election

Just one week has passed during the most substantial election perhaps ever. And, already a confirmed fatality. Not a real one. Nor a significant one. But, a fatality nonetheless. That fatality is me. Apparently. The cause of my untimely death? A meme. A fairly innocuous one at that. Yes, modern life is digital. Unreal, in

By | 2019-11-08T06:46:08-07:00 November 8th, 2019|Tags: |

The People vs. Parliament

In a world in which men crown themselves champions in women’s sports, an exciting cultural mutation churns. Turkeys, long considered to harbor a grave and considerate suspicion of the festive season, last week voted for Christmas. A modish progression. After twice blocking an election, and refusing to help pass Boris Johnson’s Brexit deal, Labour last

By | 2019-11-07T21:15:55-07:00 November 7th, 2019|Tags: |

The People vs. Parliament

In a world in which men crown themselves champions in women’s sports, an exciting cultural mutation churns. Turkeys, long considered to harbor a grave and considerate suspicion of the festive season, last week voted for Christmas. A modish progression.  After twice blocking an election, and refusing to help pass Boris Johnson’s Brexit deal, Labour last

By | 2019-10-31T23:17:42-07:00 October 31st, 2019|Tags: |

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