The condition of modern Britain is such that it calls to mind one of the dreariest pieces of literature it has been my misfortune to read. It is the novel Erewhon, authored by a tedious scribbler named Samuel Butler.
Erewhon (an anagram of “Nowhere”) was originally published anonymously. I had no problem understanding why—Butler’s . . . → Read More: A ‘tsunami of wishful thinking’ caused riots