There are questions among some United fans as to whether Sir Alex Ferguson, the manager, and David Gill, the chief executive, will stand to personally profit from the Glazers’ decision to list the club on the New York stock exchange…

Interesting stuff going on in Russia at the moment, with all-girl Punk band Pussy Riot standing trial for playing what the state seems to agree was a blasphemous gig in a church. They’ve been kept …

Reports in the Evening News suggest the Glazers will pocket half of the money from their proposed shares sale. the only shock is that some people appear to be surprised by this, having believed any …

The rural green and pleasant land was ripped asunder by the explosion of industrialisation and the birth of capitalism.
My heart sank when it became obvious that Chariots of Fire was to be illustrated, however…

We relive the amazing opening to London 2012. Every other media outlet does live updates, but we’re a bit shit so this one was done from the scrawled notes of our various correspondents who were watching it at home on the TV with a few cans…

From our comrades at the excellent Mudhutter http://www.mudhutsmedia.co.uk
By NeillRimmersPerm
Can I let you into a secret? I really, really don’t hate modern football.
I hate modern football fans, I hate modern football players but by and …

I have my reservations about how the accumulation of products (in this case clothing) can be regarded as something worth blogging about or indeed can be perceived as cutting edge or creative. I say that, but I still find myself entirely sucked in by it, with great enjoyment.

If anyone wants to study how racism begins, and creeps into the consciousness of an entire nation, they need look no further…

Looking at the historic dates of the ‘Enclosure Acts’ and the dawn of the industrial Revolution appears to stretch the notion of coincidence to the limit.
There were rings abounding, multitudinous Olympic rings.

I love time; it’s the best thing we’ve got, mainly because we don’t have enough of it. I hate work, which probably isn’t the worst thing we’ve got, but it does take away our time.

The 1630s are a confusing period of English history when old certainties were abandoned, new knowledges gained and social conventions overturned. But in religious affairs, there was little toleration…

FC United manager Karl Marginson is chuffed to have Rhodri Giggs back at the club as the reds prepare to start their pre-season preparation in readiness for another crack at promotion to Conference North.

That cup final, my dad’s favourite story, would probably be the point at which my future was mapped out. Yes, my dad owed his red upbringing to my granddad, so maybe he was to blame, but had my dad not taken the plunge and binned the reds off in 1977 I may never have been born.

The excellent MaD Theatre Company are performing their latest play Gin and Chronic Arthritis this week at the Lasse O’Gowrie (off Oxford Road, Manchester city centre) and the Simpson Hall in Moston.

“Happiness lies not in the mere possession of money; it lies in the joy of achievement, in the thrill of creative effort. The joy and moral stimulation of work no longer must be forgotten in the mad chase of evanescent profits,” writes Johnny Helzapopin…

There was an article posted on here a couple of days ago, which I’m sure most of you have read – “Green and gold until Park has been sold”. Reading it, I felt like someone was filming my brain, writes Milo…

There are United players past and present for whom I have zero or close to zero affection. Some are obvious – I think of Neil Webb skulking off against Forest as the world caved in …

Britain needs radical spending cuts. The last government got things so wrong that we are broke and will be forever more. We can’t afford the basics, health, pensions, houses that people can afford. There is …

‘it is a good plan…to have one side with striped jerseys of one colour say red; and the other with another say blue. This prevents confusion and wild attempts to wrest the ball from your neighbour.’
At first it was an urban museum, not so much a museum as a place to poke your eyes out.

The creatures who inhabit these dwellings and even their dark, wet cellars, and who live confined amidst all this filth and foul air – which cannot be dissipated because of the surrounding lofty buildings – must surely have sunk to the lowest level of humanity.