Howard Jacobson
Howard Jacobson: So how many of my teachers should have been put on a sex offenders list?

Published: 14 January 2006
Howard Jacobson: The minute there's mention of a think-tank, I fear attack upon the quiet in which I live

Published: 07 January 2006
Howard Jacobson: It's no fun being a man, having to master the intricate rules of the kissing season

Published: 31 December 2005
Howard Jacobson: A dance to the music of our times - that's Saturday night entertainment for you

Published: 24 December 2005
Howard Jacobson: Did Aussies hate me because I was a Pom, a poofter, or because of my views on Brontë?

Published: 17 December 2005
Howard Jacobson: Art has grown ashamed of making art just as the Tories are ashamed of being Tory

Published: 10 December 2005
Howard Jacobson: Protect us from those self-made Johnnies who could buy us with their loose change

Published: 03 December 2005
Howard Jacobson: The dilemma of the modern man: to go out in a blaze or just fizzle away quietly

Published: 26 November 2005
Much struck by the sadness of my sex this week. Poor George Best's hollowed grey cheeks the abiding image, an old man before his time, the eyes bearing more disappointment than one could bear to look at, not angry, not surprised even, just apologetic in their forlornness. Saying sorry to whom? Us? His family? The gods who showered him with gifts? Himself? How to be, how not to be, a man. Haven't seen it yet, but the film The Libertine depicts an even briefer life of what Dr Johnson called "drunken gaiety and gross sensuality". The libertine in question being John Wilmot, second Earl of Rochester, who died at 33, having, again in Johnson's words, "blazed out his youth and health in lavish voluptuousness".
Howard Jacobson: If you want new citizens to learn about Englishness, get them to join a choir

Published: 19 November 2005
Howard Jacobson: Only a depressed Russian would get a kick out of a journey on a Virgin train

Published: 12 November 2005
Howard Jacobson: If you haven't got the stomach for messy, dirty Dickens, then leave him alone

Published: 05 November 2005
Howard Jacobson: Elephants are far too precious to suffer the indignity of being dressed in a rah-rah skirt

Published: 29 October 2005
Howard Jacobson: What are libraries for? Tramps, filth and erudition - not soul-destroying detritus

Published: 22 October 2005
Howard Jacobson: If it's not feel-good and involving wizards, then it must be melancholy and difficult

Published: 15 October 2005
Howard Jacobson: Look through a glass darkly to understand how Jane Austen can work on screen

Published: 08 October 2005
Howard Jacobson: How many roads must a man walk down before he develops a sense of humour?

Published: 01 October 2005
Hard to decide who was the most unforthcoming last week, Gordon Brown in the matter of his personal ambitions or Bob Dylan in the matter of everything. But at least you felt that Brown was sitting on a volcano of thought, whereas Dylan appeared to be sitting on a cloud called vacancy.
Howard Jacobson: Real supermodels can't live up to my fantasy of Alida Valli in a belted raincoat in Vienna

Published: 24 September 2005
Howard Jacobson: Muslims who reject Holocaust Day deny not only Jewish history, but their own

Published: 17 September 2005
Howard Jacobson: This isn't cricket, it's a contest between two different breeds of men. And we never win

Published: 10 September 2005
Howard Jacobson: The dark, remorseless destiny that binds two tragedies on opposite sides of the world

Published: 03 September 2005
Howard Jacobson: How the death of a Brazilian became a cause - and a cause became a campaign

Published: 27 August 2005
Howard Jacobson: Designer babies could put us on a slippery slope to producing more Victoria Beckhams

Published: 20 August 2005
Howard Jacobson: When you've got a red-top heart, the concept of human rights means absolutely nothing

Published: 13 August 2005
Howard Jacobson: Why our Mayor should stop fanning the flames of division and try to put them out

Published: 30 July 2005
Howard Jacobson: If you raise a hand against your own country, you also raise a hand against yourself

Published: 23 July 2005