Not for him the siren song of social injustice

25th June 2014 1

Arriving in one of Britain’s pleasanter provincial cities recently, I took a taxi from the station. The driver, I soon discovered, was Somali. He was delighted that I had been to Somalia – only the second such passenger he had ever had, he said. We talked of the good old days of the dictator, Siad Barre. He was too young … [Read on]