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In the late 1940s the attack dogs of the extreme American right first began to howl about Hollywood. In the paranoid Cold War climate that prevailed, Reds were routinely being spotted under every bed – including the ornate four-posters at some of th...

Politicians are a risk-averse breed as a rule. Not for them any grand deed or word, any principled beau geste, which flies in the face of the popular mood. Not for them any bold initiative which challenges outdated but entrenched social conventions o...

Unlike the rest of us, who trudged wearily back to work this week, Parliament’s Christmas holiday extends until February. Which is not to say the daily business of governance doesn’t go on. It does, of course. But Bermudians will have to wait until l...

You don’t need cartoonist Peter Woolcock’s highly developed sense of the absurd to recognise the comic possibilities — and improbabilities — of Bermudian politics. The House of Assembly has, of course, long been the setting for low farce as well as h...

“Let us now praise famous men, and our fathers that begat us … All these were honoured in their generations, and were the glory of their time.” — Ecclesiasticus Those who attain an undeserved standing in any society never really overshadow those who...