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Taki Theodoracopulos has written The Spectator's High Life column since 1977.

High Life

Where is the American greats’ sense of humor?

The moment one knows a lot they take themselves extremely seriously and turn into terrific bores

By Taki

High Life

Why going to church beats going to a nightclub

Take it from Taki: life can be beautiful if one only has beautiful thoughts

By Taki

High Life

Solipsism-à-la-Meghan is now the American way

If one’s dumb enough to read the Bagel Times, Britain and her royals are responsible for all the horrors of the past

By Taki

High Life

The golden age of motor sport

Along with many other things, dashing, death-defying racing drivers are no more

By Taki

High Life

The death of waspish wit

Cringe-inducing woke has everyone offended over everything, with no one daring to actually offend anyone

By Taki

High Life

The lessons of New York’s carnage

Here I am, a Bagel bum, braving loons all day and night in a crappy city instead of being at Badminton — and for what?

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High Life

Why I’m rooting for Elon Musk

After the divine Amber Heard — she really turns me on — Twitter should be a cakewalk

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High Life

How to run a nightclub

My unsolicited advice is to bar celebrities except serious actresses and anyone with an entourage

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High Life

I’m a one-woman man

I think I should get an award from some marriage bureau or something

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High Life

Meet the most influential brain in China

Wang Huning sees as few people as possible — and never speaks to journalists

By Taki

Low Life

The roots of America’s unhappiness

I am no longer for The Donald — because I do not wish to see ratings and subscriptions of left-wing rags augment

By Taki

High Life

New York’s new normal

Youngsters get shot and killed while older women are mugged daily by wackos

By Taki

High Life

The death of humor

Now all comedians rely on the F-word to raise a laugh

By Taki

High Life

We’re all victims in the Bagel now — even me

Rich, poor, black, white, men, women, young and old…

By Taki

Drink

Remembering Orsini’s

By the time I hit the ground running in 1956, Orsini’s was jumping

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