Three weeks ago, I watched with horror the car crash of Cambridge professor Jason Arday’s public unravelling.
You know the story: allegations about plagiarism; then more accusations, headlines and people announcing they had always felt “something was off”. It was less an investigation than a very British public audit involving spreadsheets, screenshots and the enthusiasm normally reserved for catching misbehaving MPs – except far more obsessive. Even after Arday’s death and his family’s request…
