In Peter Jackson's film District 9, an alien spacecraft hangs in the air above Johannesburg. Although the ominous image dominates the story, viewers never learn just why it&
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Resignations and continuing casualties now challenge the UK government's long term commitment to Afghanistan and the relevance of costly operations in Helmand to UK's domestic security.
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Mahmoud Ahmadinejad is a man of many labels; Iran's ‘everyman' crusading for the nation's downtrodden, champion of the Muslim world, self-fashioned
Nizhny Novogorod today is really two cities. The upper city is on the hills of Verkhnie Pechory (upper caves) and the lower city is the other side of the river
An OurKingdom conversation. This is Jeremy Gilbert's response to Rosemary Bechler in OK's debate on liberalism and democracy [History: Jeremy Gilbert > this post > Jeremy
Jon Lawrence's book, Electing Our Masters: the Hustings in British Politics from Hogarth to Blair, was published this March by OUP. Now he has turned his attention to
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Listen to a podcast of the openDemocracy Russia evening on 2 July 2009 in London. The editor of openDemocracy's Russia Section, Susan Richards discusses her new book Lost and Found in Russia with the scholar Anatol Lieven. The evening was also part celebration of the first anniversary of openDemoc
David Sifry described social networking and other new forms of communication in an emergent world of public opinion as a "conversation among the people formerly known as the audience&
A crisis in the US real economy marked by growing unemployment and failing businesses is not a product of the current financial crisis. In fact, the financial crisis was but a symptom of a long brewing systemic crisis in the real economy.
From the stone carving adorning the War Museum in Tehran, two women, chadors wrapped tightly around them, stare grimly ahead. Their lips are contorted into determined frowns. One wields a
