Let me begin this entry by issuing something of a retraction: I once stated on here that I did not recognise David CaMoron as Prime Minister. Of course, the truth is I do; whether I like it or not, he was more or less democratically elected to lead a coalition government, and I will not do anything to alter that. I still fully intend to rant and rave on my blog against him though, and that is as it should be. People have a right to peaceful protest, be that going on marches, writing nasty blog entries, or producing other forms of art, but some sort of order must prevail.

That is why I am so frightened about the recent violence in our cities: there is no order to it, no reason behind it. A political protest I can understand, but the uprisings in London and other cities seem to be mere acts of violence and burglary. Of course, there must be something behind it – some underlying discontent in certain sections of society. To dismiss this violence as mere thuggery is too simplistic, which is why part of me suspects we’re only getting one side of the story from our politicians and our media. Yet the way in which these acts seem to have no purpose behind them, save the urge to wreck and steal, and seem to be brutal and random, petrifies me.