Jess Lahitou

Dear Mr. Morgan,

So I don’t approve, in general, of how my generation tends to come at things, with the focus on: me, my experience, my

What’s the greatest achievement of the Rio Olympics? Is it the success of Latin America’s first host nation, Brazil? Is it the extraordinary feats of the US Women’s gymnastics team? Is it the spellbinding brilliance of Usain Bolt’s superhuman speed? Or is it perhaps the Twitter feed of Leslie Jones?

Hillary Clinton and Donald Trump won big in yesterday’s New York Primary contests.

It's finally Friday, which means it's time to have a little fun.

Rejoicing or weeping will depend on who you are, but let’s look at what happened either way.

Democrats:

Tim Kaine and Mike Pence both showed themselves superior to their presidential ticket counterparts. Ouch.

The 2016 election has, for a while now, felt eerily akin to 1984 (lots ‘o doublespeak coming out of Trump and his supporters). Or The Hunger Games, to take a more recent example of dystopian genre fiction. Wherein, government becomes solely about politics and the media spectacle, rather than actual policies and ideas.

Trump’s stratospheric rise in public polls has got me thinking about the possibility of him actually being elected and what that would mean for American women. And I can’t help but be reminded of the similarities between Trump and the former Prime Minister of Italy, Silvio Berlusconi.

Maybe you’re an aspiring novelist, or maybe you know one.