James Jackson

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James Jackson is the author of acclaimed historical thrillers, including Blood Rock, Pilgrim, and Realm. As a postgraduate, he specialized in analyzing future terrorist trends and later wrote The Counter-terrorist Handbook. He worked for many years as a political-risk consultant, was called to the Bar, and is a member of the Inner Temple. He is based in London. For more information, please visit www.jamesjacksonbooks.com.


Britain

Rotten From the Top Down

Rotten From the Top Down

Although the phrase is often misattributed to Antonio Gramsci, it was the Marxist creep

Britain

The Trouble With Blacks

The Trouble With Blacks

“I’m not a racist, but…” It is how most conversations with a Londoner start

Trash

Conspiracy or Cock-Up?

Conspiracy or Cock-Up?

In a scene frighteningly reminiscent of the Mel Gibson movie Conspiracy Theory, I

Britain

A Whiff of Protest

A Whiff of Protest

Ego olere ergo sum. (I stink, therefore I am.) Such could be the motto of the

Terror!

Snuffed Like a Candle in the Wind

Snuffed Like a Candle in the Wind

Like a candle in the wind/ Never knowing where to run to/ When the raid came

Cultural Caviar

Loyal to the Royals

Loyal to the Royals

You would have to possess a heart of granite not to have been moved or delighted by the

Britain

Fuck the Public Sector

Fuck the Public Sector

If one were to—hypothetically—shoot every other public-sector worker in the back of

Vile Bodies

Mold Age: The Curse of Modern Medicine

Mold Age: The Curse of Modern Medicine

“I’m ninety-one years old, you know?” Bravo. Now have your diuretics and your

Britain

The UK: Woefully Unprepared for War

The UK: Woefully Unprepared for War

So action finally replaced inertia, the White House’s dithering gave way to resolve,

Kids Today

British Students Need a Good Bollocking

British Students Need a Good Bollocking

“What do we want?” Um…. “When do we want it?” Er…. Well, knock me down

Relationships

Fortysomethings (and Why I Hate Them)

Fortysomethings (and Why I Hate Them)

Divorced, decapitated, dead—King Henry VIII’s wives had it simple. For 21st-century

Religion

Viva Christianity!

Viva Christianity!

Albert Einstein’s damning-if-quirky verdict on Marie Curie’s character was that she

Islam

Banish the Burqa

Banish the Burqa

From Pakistan to Turkey, from the Mediterranean to the Gulf, the insidious and

International Affairs

Oh! What a Lovely Afghan War

Oh! What a Lovely Afghan War

A more useless and unnecessary thing than an expedition into this country could not be

High Society

Toff Luck

Toff Luck

I was as polite to him as his breath would allow… Thus wrote Jane Austen in a letter

British Politics

The Hell Gordon Brown Wraught

The Hell Gordon Brown Wraught

A thousand years hence, when they come with sieves and brushes to dig up the past,

All About Me

A Writer’s Life

A Writer’s Life

‘Never heard of you…’. What generosity of spirit.  Some thirteen years ago now,

The Stupid Party

Overlooking Defense Spending Won’t Just Hurt Gordon Brown, It’ll Hurt Britain Too

Overlooking Defense Spending Won’t Just Hurt Gordon Brown, It’ll Hurt Britain Too

With all the finesse of natural born fraudsters, British politicians of whatever party

Politics

Wanted: One Competent British Leader

Wanted: One Competent British Leader

“You have the charisma of a damp rag and the appearance of a low-grade bank

Kids Today

Edukation, Edducation, Educcation

Edukation, Edducation, Educcation

“Is Stoppard’s play Rosencrantz and Guildenstern Are Dead simply glib and

Low Life

Curse The iPhone

Curse The iPhone

‘Live for the here…’ That was the unsolicited advice proffered by an aged Beat

All About Me

Missing: British Identity

Missing: British Identity

“This is our country, our land, and our lifestyle. If you are not happy—then

All About Me

All You Need Is… A Slap

All You Need Is… A Slap

“Make a child smile—kill a counselor.” A passable joke and an admirable

Heart of Darkness

Death to Terrorists

Death to Terrorists

‘He is plainly some crazed moral retard’. That stuck it to him. Or not. Yet on

Anthropology

History Ain’t Bunk

History Ain’t Bunk

As a boy I once climbed the Great Pyramid of Cheops at Giza in Egypt, sitting on its

Beau Monde

Embrace Prejudice

Embrace Prejudice

I do not much care for the obese. Worse, they make me feel nauseous. I dislike their

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