From the banks of the Mersey to the megacities of the Pacific Rim, the phrase “Liverpool Echo” is no longer just the local paper your nan clips coupons from; it has become a cultural sonar ping that bounces off every corner of late-stage capitalism. To outsiders it is, at first glance, a provincial rag: shouty…
Coldwater Episodes: When the Planet Decides to Play God and We Pretend to Be Surprised By Our World-Weary Correspondent It began, as these things always do, with an anomaly. One Tuesday in June, the North Atlantic’s surface temperature plunged three degrees Celsius in 48 hours—roughly the same amount of time it takes a London commuter…
Steven Merryday and the Planet-Sized Implications of One Stubborn Judge in Tampa By Our Man in the Departures Lounge, Nursing a Flat White and Existential Dread TAMPA, FLORIDA—From the air-conditioned gloom of a courthouse that smells faintly of toner and ambition, Senior U.S. District Judge Steven Douglas Merryday has, once again, reminded the world that…
