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In 1968, when the Soviets rolled into Prague, my teacher posed a question: How best to prevent a global conflagration. Like all 13 year-olds, I had the solutions to all the world’s ills. I proposed that every country leader submit to having a poison capsule implanted in their body – a capsule that can be triggered to melt when that leader declared war. With the prospect of being the first casualty, if he still wants war, let him declare it.

My teacher called me ‘stupid’ – he was wrong… ‘naive’ perhaps.