I can still boss people around. I can still write. I can still read. I can still eat, and I can still have very strong views.

How should we begin to make amends for raising a generation obsessed with the pursuit of material wealth and indifferent to so much else?

I can still boss people around. I can still write. I can still read. I can still eat, and I can still have very strong views.

I was born accidentally. I lived accidentally in London. We nearly migrated to New Zealand. So much of my life has been a product of chance, I can't see a meaning in it at all.

As citizens of a free society, we have a duty to look critically at our world. But if we think we know what is wrong, we must act upon that knowledge.

Above all, the thrall in which an ideology holds a people is best measured by their collective inability to imagine alternatives.

The people whose necks hurt when I write about the Middle East tend to live in Brooklyn or Boca Raton: the kind of Zionist who pays another man to live in Israel for him. I have nothing but contempt for such people.