When I started editing on my home computer I said to myself 'Well I could be at home studying for a class or I could be at home editing a video.'

One of the great privileges of having grown up in a middle-class literary English household but having gone to school in the front lines in Southeast London was that I became half-street-urchin and half-good-boy at home. I knew that dichotomy was possible.

Teach love generosity good manners and some of that will drift from the classroom to the home and who knows the children will be educating the parents.

Throughout this country's history there have of course been systematic efforts to create an official underclass.

All history has been a history of class struggles between dominated classes at various stages of social development.

The Communist regime didn't consider this to be a shining moment in history and assigned no heroism to it. They classified it as merely an accident.

It is in Rousseau's writing above all that history begins to turn from upper-class honour to middle-class humanitarianism. Pity sympathy and compassion lie at the centre of his moral vision. Values associated with the feminine begin to infiltrate social existence as a whole rather than being confined to the domestic sphere.

If history philosophy and so on vanish from academic life what they leave in their wake may be a technical training facility or corporate research institute. But it will not be a university in the classical sense of the term and it would be deceptive to call it one.

Classes struggle some classes triumph others are eliminated. Such is history such is the history of civilization for thousands of years.

Cause and effect the riddle of all history is a particular devil in financial history and never more so than today where entire classes of security are collapsing not on public exchanges and stock-tickers but because there are no markets to establish prices this side of nothing.