Residency is a privilege that comes with attendant obligations. We rightly expect poor immigrants to learn to speak English as part of the contract of residency. Equally, we should expect the foreign rich to pay taxes as part of the same contract;
On a completely different subject, the Observer's foodie critic Jay Rayner talks a lot of sense about some of the self-righteous anti-supermarket blah that gets spouted. As he points out it is quite possible to be critical of the way Tescos etc squeeze producers without having a problem with the growth in the number of outlets. Here are a couple of good points:
Why, in the years before mass retailing, did one parent stay at home and the other go out to work? Because keeping the house supplied was a full-time job.
This is not to suggest that a trip to the supermarket is necessarily a pleasant experience. But nor is shopping locally, as you traipse from place to place, adding bag after bag, as if you were in some joyless and perverse round of It's a Knockout, attempting to reach the finish line. Likewise, the notion that the independent retailer is in some way a much friendlier alternative to the staff of the soulless supermarket is also little more than a myth. We love to imagine the rosy-cheeked, melon-bellied butcher who always has time for everyone and the greengrocer helpfully picking out the finest of produce for his customers. The truth is that they are just people. Which means some of them are very nice and some of them are miserable old buggers.
As I have said before, I would like a Tesco or Sainsbury's to open in our area because a) our local shops are pretty rubbish and b) I think it would act as a signal that the area is on the up.