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Friday 8^th December

Why the fuck is the word “tolerance” as venerated as it is? What does is it signify in this country other than the coldness of the average metropolis (Watford are 47^th in the UK in terms of population)? Outside its use as a slightly more highbrow and proactive equivalent of Enfield’s Scousers’ exhortations to “calm down”, the word screams condescension, as pessimistic about society as “All you need is love” is unrealistic.

The word “tolerance”, however, is now some badge by which we can be measured. Out Great Shit-Smiling Leader has spoken out today (controversially, no doubt tomorrow’s Mail will suggest). His message, with an irony he wouldn’t get unless you ironed it into his brow, was an intolerant one: “People entering the UK must be prepared to be tolerant or not be allowed to stay.” Conform with our tolerance or we won’t tolerate you. It’s Pythonesque, no?

Of course, Blair’s target was Pakistani Muslims. He’s found the bulls-eye in the Muslim target. The whole of the religious community was far too big to take on at less than 3% of the UK population, so he decided to narrow it down to just the Muslims in the poorest areas of the UK. This is a brave man, saying what needs to be said. It can’t be easy, speaking out against such powerful interests.

I wish Blair had been speaking out against the Sentinelese, the island tribe who fired poisoned arrows at rescue helicopters in the wake of the 2004 tsunami. What they did is unacceptable. They are a real – and I’d go so far as to say significant – threat to democracy and the state. At a time when we are “investigating” Russian poisonings in this country (under threat of gas pipes being turned off), I say don’t lose sight of the real enemy. Poison arrows are the WMD of 2007. Wipe those fuckers out, I say. That’ll teach them some tolerance.