What a bunch of spineless cowards they are. A year ago, just about every senior US Republican was calling Donald Trump unhinged, dangerous and unfit to be president. Now they either look the other way or make lame excuses as he demonstrates daily how right they were.

Taslima will probably never see the chaos that has descended upon Washington D.C. as the world's most powerful man issues edicts that fling multiple lives into disarray. But the stance that United States President Donald Trump takes on climate change in the coming days will affect her nonetheless.

In the third edition of Into It, we're discussing the recent SAG Awards, which saw a staggering number of celebrities using their platforms to speak out amid the current political climate, and debating whether awards ceremonies are really the place for such statements.

One piece of advice that I will always stand by is that the best thing you can do for a friend with cancer is listen to them - and understand that sometimes, even they may not know what they want; be it talking about their illness or not talking about it at all.

Despite the ever-growing mountain of evidence, the Government remains in arrogant denial about the crisis it has created within the teaching profession. Teachers, parents and pupils deserve better.

It took a life-shattering event to happen to me before I really joined the battle against cancer. I can't expect people to crusade with me if I don't also raise their flags too. We will never succeed if we stand alone in our camps. We can only win if we unite.

Every day I edit and publish blog posts written by people affected by cancer. Writing a post can be an incredible emotional relief, a way for people to share their story, raise awareness of what they've been through, and connect with others.

It's difficult to really get to the heart of Japan's capital if you don't know where to look; hours can be whiled away simply navigating from one district to another. As helpful as the Japanese are, it can be tricky to even find the right station entrance, and that's before you've mastered the subterranean network of tubes and metros.

From my years of crafting music, content and industry research, I sit here now, managed and signed to an independent label in London, with an incredibly loyal team, and a whole new genre created. I am 17-years-old, with the dream to hit the music industry globally, not locally.

As I watch you, I get this feeling of melancholy. Stop growing up so fast already. I need you to be little, I need you to be my babies for a little while longer. I am not going to lie. You wear me out. You tire me out. Mothering is hard. But despite that am I enjoying all that motherhood has to off

This week it was, again, as always, for the rest of time, about Brexit. An historic vote took place in the Commons giving Theresa May the power to trigger Article 50, and Jeremy Corbyn the headache of more resignations. Paul Waugh tells us what it's like being in the same room as Donald Trump, and we hear why Liam Fox isn't happy with HuffPost UK. There's also a tremendous quiz on protest signs written in regional slang. It was baffling.

When I held up a sign behind Nigel Farage on Wednesday it, to my shock, went viral. Less shocking was the torrent of abuse and hate that followed online. Quite a few, more understandably, asked me what Nigel Farage had done to deserve having a crudely, off the cuff note held up behind his head. For those people, here's a handy list of just five fibs Nigel Farage told that day and over the past decade.

Respect and protection of human dignity and rights, including those of non-nationals, have been defining elements of European states' reconstruction after World War II. The upcoming European Council should show that that spirit remains at the heart of Europe's actions today.

We call upon all Muslim students to carry on being the drivers of change and a source of good for our communities. Let us carry on building relationships and not allowing creeping hate to enter our world.

My life was ruined. I felt like a big piece of me had also died. No one wanted to work with me. The media made me out to be a horrible person. And my singing meant nothing. Because Whitney was dead.

Post-truth is a misnomer. What we mean is post-critical: when normal is accepted as unchallengeable, even and especially when normal is morally complicated. The only streetwise response to a new norm that seems morally questionable is a knowing shrug denoting a comfy blend of indifference and wry detachment...

A few weeks ago, a young woman appeared on the BBC's Big Questions - but this woman wasn't there to discuss religion or moral issues but the positive effect that her Change.org petition had on her life and millions of other women. Her name is Laura Coryton and she led the campaign to end the tampon tax - anyone who watched George Osborne's budget last year will have seen her success.

For years now, Dinklage has managed to maintain his enviable position of being the single best reason to watch Game of Thrones. The idea of him piloting the TARDIS fills me with nothing but joy, even though I'm a sufficiently die-hard fan to approach any change in my beloved show with a mixture of suspicion and fear.

I once imagined that having a baby would be a pretty romantic affair. I figured that we'd conceive this baby on holiday or following a candlelit meal. I fantasised about how I would tell my husband, maybe by wrapping the pregnancy test as a gift, or spelling out the news in Alphabetti Spaghetti on his plate.

My shop is in a small shopping arcade. It's difficult to find because the address has a street name but there's no street sign. Instead there's a signpost at the entrance directing people to a Police Station which is no longer there.