
Edinburgh’s consultation is a foregone conclusion dressed up as a conversation
LET’S BE HONEST about where we are. For the past year, anyone who has raised concerns about drug consumption rooms, residents, community groups, frontline voices,

LET’S BE HONEST about where we are. For the past year, anyone who has raised concerns about drug consumption rooms, residents, community groups, frontline voices,

They say it will “benefit the city” – here’s what happened where they tried it. WE’VE HEARD the script before. A supervised drug consumption room

WHEN Councillor Fiona Higgins stood up to question how Glasgow’s education cuts were being presented, she thought she was doing something entirely ordinary. An elected

IF YOU’VE LIVED in Scotland over the past few years you could be forgiven for thinking public life has become one long group chat argument

Why 2026 demands renewal, not rotation THIS TIME last year I wrote about Scotland’s political circus. A year on, the circus is still in town. Same tent. Same

Ewen Stewart on the real state of Britain’s economy and why redemption, not despair, is still within reach. I’LL BE THE FIRST to admit I

When justice becomes emotional theatre, scholarship becomes heresy. DR STUART WAITON has done what good academics are supposed to do, he asked difficult questions. Last

ONCE UPON A TIME, the Scottish Enlightenment gave the world reason, courage and plain speech. Now it gives the world The Hate Crime and Public Order

Five years inside Scotland’s political machine “Faith without works is dead.” — James 2:26 FOR FIVE YEARS I’ve lived inside the slow, grinding process of

ANOTHER AUGUST, another parade of drug death statistics. The papers fill, the politicians posture, the quangos rehearse their lines. Then, as sure as night follows

SCOTLAND’S DRUG DEATHS are rising again. Public Health Scotland’s RADAR system shows 312 suspected deaths in spring 2025 up from 215 only six months earlier.

IF WESTMINSTER were a horse, the humane thing would be to shoot it. Holyrood? I’d send for the knackers’ van before lunch. Yet we saddle