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Jan De Volder
As the Islamist group Boko Haram is said to be surrounding the city of Maiduguri in the latest stage of its campaign of violence against Christians and Muslims alike, an expert on the country considers why the authorities are powerless to halt its progress
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World leaders gathered in New York this week had to face two serious challenges to the well-being of the people of this planet, especially its poorest and most disadvantaged members – climate change, and jihadist terrorism in the name of Islam.
Climate change often means less rainfall. Less rainfall often means crop failure. And that is when people starve. This was the warning given by Archbishop Zacchaeus Okoth, chairman of the Kenya bishops’ conference’s Justice and Peace commission,...
It has become the ultimate cliché, wheeled out by diplomats, politicians and United Nations officials. “There is no military solution to this problem,” they intone, whether the problem in question is terrorism in the Middle East or any other international crisis.
I live just off a 13-mile stretch of twisting, hilly, unfenced, single-track road, with passing places, some of them official ones with triangular markers and tarmac
I want to write about Buster Bottley, but first I’d like to say that I was glad the Pope was not assassinated during his visit to Albania. “What has been declared by the self-declared Islamic State is clear,” The Mail on Sunday quoted Iraq’s ambassador to the Holy See as saying.
PERHAPS IT’S Thomas Hardy’s greatest poem, and he didn’t even write it – at least not with a pen – as my son and I found out when, with an hour to kill before catching a train home, we went for a wander behind St Pancras Station.