Corruption cases often exemplify transnational justice because illicit funds flow globally via banks, real estate, and shell companies, enabling foreign courts to assert jurisdiction based on territorial links (e.g., money laundering in their financial systems).
How the Political Right Plans to Square the Circle at Charing Cross Hospital (Spoiler: They Don’t) by Lawson Akhigbe
Charing Cross Hospital sits in that peculiar West London sweet spot where the average house price has long since waved goodbye to the million-pound mark and is now busy collecting gold medals in the “how high can we go” Olympics. The surrounding streets are a parade of desirable postcodes, glossy estate agent boards, and the quiet confidence of people who regard a £1.2 million two-bed as a “starter home” if you squint hard enough and ignore the service charge.
Austerity: Britain’s Longest-Running Political Fancy Dress by Lawson Akhigbe
There is an old British habit that refuses to die. When the public finances look awkward, someone reaches for the national costume box, pulls out the Union Jack, and declares that the only patriotic course is to ask the people with the least to tighten their belts a little more. The word of the hour is always “austerity.” The justification is always necessity. The result is almost always the same.
The Cane, the Conference, and the Curious Case of Self-Sabotage by Lawson Akhigbe
Behold the main character of British politics in 2026: a white, elderly gentleman, clearly leaning on a sturdy wooden cane for support, accredited badge swinging proudly from his neck at the Reform UK conference. Mouth open in mid-roar, eyes locked in righteous fury, he has somehow decided that the greatest threat to civilisation in that moment is a young woman holding a handbag. The crowd of fellow pensioners and patriots looks on with varying degrees of encouragement. Somewhere in the background, the usual sea of white hair and earnest lanyards nods along
The Safe Place for Bigotry and Crime by Lawson Akhigbe
It has no postcode. It does not appear on Google Maps. There are no street signs pointing towards it. Yet, whenever one of its inhabitants is caught saying something outrageous or doing something politically or legally questionable, suddenly we are told that the offending words or conduct belonged there.

