The Sunday Times: novelist James Delingpole is Young, Successful, Prosperous: I Could Just Kill Myself.

“How our ancestors would have laughed if we had mentioned

any of these perils to them. Rightly so, for such things could

be taken seriously only in an age so pampered and decadent

that it has to invent illusory dangers in order to replace real

ones that no longer exist. You do not agonise about animal

rights and gluten allergies when your family is starving; you do

not worry about Lyme disease in times of rampant

tuberculosis, typhus or bubonic plague; you have no urge to go

bungee jumping or white-water rafting when you are about to

be blown up on the western front.

We have all been spoilt rotten, that’s our problem.”