One hundred years ago a war began that swept away imperial institutions and national powers that had appeared to be permanent, irremovable and deeply rooted structures of European life. To
Reflections after the Scottish Referendum In his fine and important book Who Are We? The Challenges to America’s National Identity, the late Samuel Huntington, a US political scientist of great
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Looking back at the past year, there is little doubt that the EU has changed. There has been a redistribution of power and the complex array of different EU institutions
2. […] A widely accepted definition, not accurate though, states that the word “utopia” denotes a political project which is idealistic in its intentions, but completely unrealistic, impractical and incompatible
1. INTRODUCTION I have very pleasant associations with the capital of Hungary. Not only because the city – as you well know – is beautiful, but also because it is
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OUR AUTHORS GERALD FROST is a journalist who has written widely about domestic and international politics. He was Director of the London-based Centre for Policy Studies (1992–5) and of the
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