Jay Nordlinger

Jay Nordlinger

Encores are an adornment to concert life — like a dessert, completing a meal, or an after-dinner mint

University Challenge is a novel delight for an American

The great cellist Yo-Yo Ma at 60 is still phenomenal

Is it ever worth the trouble reading journalism whose politics you fundamentally disagree with?

The cult of Benjamin Britten lives on in Paul Kildea’s new biography, painting the composer as a perennial victim

Reading Mark Mazower is like being lectured by the best left-wing lecturer you’ll ever have: he is brilliant but tiresome

Anthony Daniels has said he likes living in foreign countries. He has lived in several of them. For one thing, a foreign country’s problems are not your own problems — your own country’s. You can view them with a certain detachment. It may be too bad that Italy has gone childless, let’s say. But what really churns your gut is the barbarisation of Birmingham.

Do you know the definition of minor surgery? Surgery someone else is having.

I don’t live in Britain, but I have become addicted to the British press. I turn to it for information and amusement, yes. But also for something like comfort. As an American political journalist, I am enmeshed in my own country’s problems, and long have been. Sometimes these problems are bitter in one’s mouth. My cousins, the British, provide relief.