On Sunday night, as I was desperately trying to stay cool in the heat, draped over my sofa like a sweaty Victorian ghost, I noticed a familiar howl rising on X. A chorus of middle-aged men were once again demanding someone return their country to them. From Lee Anderson grunting about "decency," to Matt Goodwin adding a new entry to his daily diary of m…
Whatever You Do, Don’t Make Them Uncomfortable
How one chant broke the illusion of free speech - and revealed how fragile Britain’s moral panic machine really is.
