At around 10.45 this morning the 3 speech-radio channels to which I have access in the bedroom offered a choice between the following:
Radio 4: A diary from the Bosnian civil war
Radio 5: A father very angry about the (non) treatment of his son by the NHS
RTÉ1: Rising incidence of TB in Ireland
You can have too much of this sort of thing, with the result just a hardening of hearts to what seems like the relentless tide of other people’s misery.
