James Delingpole – författare

Dick Coward is an ordinary chap who keeps finding himself in extraordinary circumstances. Caught up in World War II's major events, he flies Spitfires in the Battle of Britain, acts as a military advisor at Stalingrad, from whence to D-Day, the Battle of the Bulge and the crossing of the Rhine. But to Coward there are worse things than war, not least the possibility of the family estate ending up in the hands of his ghastly, undeserving brother, James. Only by amassing military glory to satisfy his father can Coward guarantee that justice prevails.

As a journalist for the Sunday Telegraph and The Spectator, James Delingpole has expressed his thoughts - articulately and amusingly - on everything from politics to popular music, from school sports days to spliffs. In this A-Z of brief essays he turns his lively mind to modern society gone mad. Can''t understand what''s wrong with much-loved feet and inches? Don''t believe the global-warming hype? Wondering whatever happened to good, old-fashioned universities? Pouring scorn on the state of Britain after ten years under Brown and Blair, HOW TO BE RIGHT couldn''t have come along at a more appropriate time. Prepare to foam and splutter, and to be seriously entertained.

Save Our Sharks says the new kiddie-friendly cartoon propaganda poster in the atrium of my local swimming pool. And I'm thinking: "Fuck. Is nothing sacred?" I mean, whatever next? Save Our Cancerous Cells? Save Our Plague Bacilli?'So opens Joe's story. He's a man who looks like he's got it made: he's solvent, his career's going a dream and his girlfriend Sam is a total babe. But something nasty is stalking his karma. Black-eyed killer sharks are after him and the razor jaws of a great White (Charcharias Charcharadon) are closing in on him. And sharks are not the only things out to get him. Sam will probably leave him for someone altogether better adjusted. He'll probably never conquer level ten of Super Mario (and until he does how can he start on his novel?).Joe is in dire need of solace from the neuroses of modern life, not to mention the endless replays of his own death scene. And then across the room at a party one night, he sees a girl not quite like the others, a girl, moreover, with her own shark story to tell.... Will she salvage what's left of Joe from Charcharias Charcharadon or will he have to fight his own fearful battle in the cold depths of his psyche?'Save Our Sharks says the new kiddie-friendly cartoon propaganda poster in the atrium of my local swimming pool. And I'm thinking: "Fuck. Is nothing sacred?" I mean, whatever next? Save Our Cancerous Cells?'So opens Joe's story. He's a man who looks like he's got it made: he's solvent, his career's going a dream and his girlfriend's a total babe. But something nasty is stalking his karma and fear is fast becoming terror. Black-eyed killer sharks are after him and the razor jaws of a Great White (Charcharodon Carcharias) are closing in on him.'Here's a rare thing, a contemporary novel that's genuinely funny, cleverly conceived and written with a great deal of skill and dexterity.. . . Fin is slick, pacy and easy to read. Above all, though, it's funny. Much to my annoyance, I laughed out loud several times - and in public too' John Preston, Sunday Telegraph

Save Our Sharks says the new kiddie-friendly cartoon propaganda poster in the atrium of my local swimming pool. And I'm thinking: "Fuck. Is nothing sacred?" I mean, whatever next? Save Our Cancerous Cells? Save Our Plague Bacilli?'So opens Joe's story. He's a man who looks like he's got it made: he's solvent, his career's going a dream and his girlfriend Sam is a total babe. But something nasty is stalking his karma. Black-eyed killer sharks are after him and the razor jaws of a great White (Charcharias Charcharadon) are closing in on him. And sharks are not the only things out to get him. Sam will probably leave him for someone altogether better adjusted. He'll probably never conquer level ten of Super Mario (and until he does how can he start on his novel?).Joe is in dire need of solace from the neuroses of modern life, not to mention the endless replays of his own death scene. And then across the room at a party one night, he sees a girl not quite like the others, a girl, moreover, with her own shark story to tell.... Will she salvage what's left of Joe from Charcharias Charcharadon or will he have to fight his own fearful battle in the cold depths of his psyche?'Save Our Sharks says the new kiddie-friendly cartoon propaganda poster in the atrium of my local swimming pool. And I'm thinking: "Fuck. Is nothing sacred?" I mean, whatever next? Save Our Cancerous Cells?'So opens Joe's story. He's a man who looks like he's got it made: he's solvent, his career's going a dream and his girlfriend's a total babe. But something nasty is stalking his karma and fear is fast becoming terror. Black-eyed killer sharks are after him and the razor jaws of a Great White (Charcharodon Carcharias) are closing in on him.'Here's a rare thing, a contemporary novel that's genuinely funny, cleverly conceived and written with a great deal of skill and dexterity.. . . Fin is slick, pacy and easy to read. Above all, though, it's funny. Much to my annoyance, I laughed out loud several times - and in public too' John Preston, Sunday Telegraph

Start every day off RIGHT! Try one of our 365 ways to drive a liberal (even more) crazy. Whether you quote from the Constitution (what, that old relic?) or point out the facts about global warming (as in, the planet has been steadily cooling for the past decade), this is one sure-fire way to get under a lefty''s (thin) skin.

Written in A to Z format and printed on guaranteed un-recycled paper made from the pulp of a thousand rare hardwood trees using nothing but the purest cruel-harvested baby squid ink, ,The Little Green Book of Eco-Fascism is your pocket guide to everything that’s wrong, funny, and downright crazy about the green movement