The phrase "I'm just being honest" (alongside "it's just my opinion") is a massive red flag that you're a turboprick.

I'll save you a click by saying this article does not include I Want My Hat Back so is a complete waste of your time.

I love how while most former PMs fade into the background and quietly work on burnishing their reputations, Truss continues to be an absolute clown car pile-up.

I'm really looking forward to David Walliams' new job as a columnist at The Spectator.

The greatest.

*taps the 'it is absolutely astonishing that The Troubles isn't taught in British schools' sign*

I used to work in Our Price. The day after the Omagh bomb in '98, I came into work to learn that a firebomb had been planted in the shop but failed to go off properly. I spent my Sunday shift with colleagues checking empty VHS cases in case there were any others. That was one hell of a weekend.

Obviously commenting on The Game Awards almost 24 hours after they took place is top quality insight but I loathe cinematic trailers. They're utterly pointless. Well done, rain is coming off your spaceship.

I can't be the only person praying that this clip was created by AI.

Fixed.

Does anyone know how to get Bluesky's new 'I can't believe people posting about [subject a] aren't posting about [subject b]' feature that is popping up everywhere? Every post is so great to read and I don't want to miss out.

The *whole.fucking.point* of London is its glorious multiculturalism. It's what made me, and many many many others, want to live there.

I hate every chimp I see. From chimpan-A to chimpanzee. No, you'll never make a monkey out of me. Oh, my God, I was wrong, It was Earth all along. You finally made a monkey. Yes, you finally made a monkey out of me! I love you, Dr. Zaius!

The worst song in the world is Perfect 10 by Beautiful South and I can't believe anyone suggests it can be anything else.

Great news guys: Mark E Smith is back from the dead and he's joined Your Party.

DIE by @kierongillen.bsky.social, @stephaniehans.bsky.social and Clayton Cowles is available in all good bookshops.

Great article but unclear on whether it was Stoppard who we can thank for Cinema's Hottest Nazi.

Great to see David Trimble back from the dead and looking well.

Happy "constantly adjusting the screws in the Christmas tree base because it's leaning slightly to one side" day to all who celebrate.

I thoroughly enjoy how every supporter of The Absolute Boy talks about his lack of ego when it's clear he has the self regard of several thousand Boris Johnsons.

Or it's a sign that the country is continuing to pretend COVID never happened, rather than face up properly to the consequences and learn from them.

As a "but The White Album is *meant* to be a bit of a mess, that's the bloody point" Beatles fan/bore, I utterly loved this. Hell of a McCartney solo stuff playlist in there too (but sadly nothing off Ram).

This playlist of 279(!) Arena documentaries is such a rich source of cultural joys: www.youtube.com/playlist?lis...

Everyone hates milkshake tax, the latest Labour policy that taxes milkshakes. *Five seconds later* We regret to inform you that the milkshake tax was a misleading headline.

I feel this is an underplayed part of the debate. Travelling across a sea via small boat must be *terrifying*. Why would you want to make that journey unless you were that determined to make your life better?

Aside from the man who pretended to be an admiral, this is the only news story bringing me any joy right now.

Reboot Bond as a surfing dog who rolls dice before taking any decision. Q is a talking bookcase. Blofeld is a cloud that smells of slightly off ham. It's set in the 1530s and is written by a committee of six year olds.

Remember that time the entire country was in lockdown and the BBC made a wealth of healthcare, education and entertainment content available and no other media organisation followed suit? It has its faults but COME ON. www.bbc.co.uk/mediacentre/...

Mid-40s. Grime completely passed me by despite 00s UK being the peak of landfill indie.

[RANDOM CELEBRITY] and [RANDOM CELEBRITY]'s roadtrip to [RANDOM LOCATION].

Truly wonderful to see Boris Johnson do his bit in holding someone to account for mendacity while in charge.

I'll never forget the days when Bertie Ahern had to have his voice dubbed by an actor.

It's kinda reassuring how much of a fucking idiot David Olusuga has been throughout #celebritytraitors

Brilliant thread. Contains Galaxy Quest.

Absolutely loving John Lewis's "yes, but have you actually *seen* Aftersun?" Christmas advert this year.

Similarly: THE PENULTIMATE EPISODE OF A COMPETITION ON TV IS NOT THE SEMIFINAL. A SEMIFINAL IS WHEN TWO SEPARATE MATCHES OF TWO TEAMS OR PEOPLE TAKE PLACE, WITH THE WINNERS OF EACH GOING THROUGH TO THE FINAL

One of the great underrated satisfactions of Halloween is stamping on a pumpkin before putting it in the recycling bin.

A friend texts from abroad this morning. “What game do you want a sequel to?” Three words: Fallout: New Vegas That’s what happened.

Imagine X during The Troubles.

Daniel Hannan: the Lennon and McCartney, Maradona, Pele, Scorcese, Spielberg, Joyce and Yeats combined of stupidity.

Seeing the discourse on this and I’m sat here thinking “Why do you even need the Discover tab that much? Are the people you follow just not interesting enough to hold your attention?”

And if we’re acclaiming masterpieces: Charles Addams’ marvellous cover for the Halloween 1963 cover of The New Yorker. (At first glance, I took that hunter’s expression for bafflement, but now I’m pretty sure he’s terrified. As he darn well should be.)

The Proms are shite, tbf.

A Irish gothic horror 19th century detective game, which has shades of Blue Prince but appears to be much fairer, couldn't be any more What I Want to Play in 2025 if it tried.

It's been a while since I've watched Too Many Cooks.

Decoded: they're both absolute melters and game recognises game.

As I saw someone say on here, the best thing for 2027 Who would be to hand it to a writers room full of people who grew up on Eccleston/Tennant/Smith and keep it as far away from middle aged fan service types at possible.

I get *furious* every time I watch an advert that doesn't feature a 45 year old East Belfast man wondering whether he'll ever get that sequel to Fallout: New Vegas.

Unrepresentative advert.