Homer’s cure

This morning, when I woke up, I reached out and pressed the button on my bedside radio and the first word that came out of it was the word ‘tolerance’. The radio was tuned to the Today programme. It isn’t the first time that the first word I’ve heard has been ‘tolerance’. For the past few weeks I’ve been keeping a mental record. I’ve heard ‘tolerance’ three times as I’ve pressed the button, ‘Muslim’ three times and ‘community’ twice.

Then I came downstairs and looked at the newspaper. Starving millions, an overheating planet, polluted skies and oceans, scarcities, extinctions, wars, rumours of wars — it was grim reading. And that was just the advertisments. There was also a load of comment and speculation about the credit crunch and the collapsing property market and the potentially disastrous commodities bubble. A pundit warned that until liberal capitalism acknowledges that the earth’s resources are finite, we’re all doomed.