Going With The Flow
Crawling out of LA in slow traffic and heading up the coast, there was a road sign to the Museum of Tolerance. We didn’t go because… the queues, the screaming, ice-cream kids and their pushy parents….intolerable. Tolerance is there to be tested – the very word implies how much stress can be, well, tolerated. We have already touched on the idea of this year as a potential arena for tangible change and the last week has brought one or two…