As I was being dropped off at East Croydon train station, I took a moment to reflect on the past few hours of pure chaos - a chaos that the police are all too familiar with. It was not as Ninja-Turtles as I thought it would have been, but they're one step closer to catching The Shredder than they ever have been.
I wish I could say that young people are exaggerating and not taking responsibility for their actions. But I hear on a daily basis numerous accounts of young people being assaulted, physically, sexually and emotionally abused, unsupervised, fearing for their lives daily within their local communities, experiencing poverty, exploitation, grooming, a lack of understanding from parents, ambivalence from teachers and strained relationships with the Police.
I'm not a big football fan either, but, as a psychologist, I'm aware that the game carries a lot more weight than may be at first apparent. In fact, I believe that the world as a whole has a great deal to thank football for, because of the social and psychological benefits it has brought over the last 100 years or so.
It seems like yesterday that the world woke to the shocking scenes of neglect and cruelty inside Romania's orphanages and care homes. Grainy Images of feces-stained wards, and babies chained to rusty cast-iron beds that seared in our minds. But 25 years on what has happened to Romania's abandoned children, and what fate awaits children from Romania's underfunded care system today?
I believe that the UK has to end its 'urban tribalism' and encourage rich and poorer, communities and business to co-exist more harmoniously and to support and champion one another. We need to embrace conscious capitalism with businesses taking a more active role in communities through smarter giving of time, skills and mentoring.
I have to admit every now and again I turn into a crusty old git, who is very worldy-wise, been there, done it, seen it, got the T-shirt. My close friends would probably raise an eyebrow at such a statement and whisper in my ear, 'when are you not like that?' illustrating what good friends they are by doing so.
The afternoon sun is beating down on the mountain town of Copan Ruinas in central Honduras. We are a short drive away from San Pedro Sula, a city with one of the highest homicide rates in the world. Gang warfare has divided the city for years, but the violence has steadily increased since the 2009 military coup when the Honduran Army overthrew President Manuel Zelaya.