Society Builds Wall Between Men and Children

Visitors to London sometimes complain that Londoners are unfriendly, or at best reserved. To them I have an answer: get a dog. Borrow one for the duration of your stay. Last autumn, I walked George, a two-month-old cocker spaniel, for a friend while she was away. I had help from my good friend John; in fact we took it in turns. It rained every other day, so, like the little old man and woman of the mantelpiece barometer, I walked the dog on sunny days and John did duty on rainy days. This did not go unnoticed.

London is a different world when you have a dog, especially a puppy. Instead of scuttling or shuffling past, avoiding eye contact, Londoners young and old stop to talk to you and make a fuss of your little friend. Surly teenagers in hoods, studs in sunglasses melted at the sight of George, petting him and picking him up -- and sounding distinctly uncool.

One of George's admirers was a girl of about seven. A plain, awkward child, she played by herself in the park. On seeing the puppy, her face lit up and the plainness vanished. Every day -- or rather every other day -- she rushed up to me, falling over herself to hold him and cuddle him. Naturally we fell into conversation. An intelligent child, perhaps rather lonely, she was curious to know all about the dog, its owner -- and my strangely silent friend John, who appeared on rainy days. "Why doesn't your friend talk to me?" she asked, hurt. I was surprised at the question and, thinking that John was being churlish or impatient, resolved to tackle him about it that evening. "What, are you crazy?" he asked. "I can't go talking to little girls in parks. I'll get arrested."

I remonstrated with him, but had to acknowledge that he had a point. George's canine charms had failed to break down one of Britain's great barriers: the barrier between adults and children. It is acceptable -- just -- for a woman to talk to someone else's child in a public place, but a man who does the same thing must be a pervert. Has it come to this? How many perverts are there, for goodness sake?

London Mayor Boris Johnson asked the same question in the Telegraph a couple of years ago, when a British Airways stewardess asked him to change seats because he was sitting next to some children: "We have very strict rules." Johnson wrote:

To all those who worry about the pedophile plague, I would say that they not only have a very imperfect understanding of probability, but also that they fail to understand the terrible damage that is done by this system of presuming guilt in the entire male population just because of the tendencies of a tiny minority.

There are all sorts of reasons why the numbers of male school teachers are down 50 percent in the period 1981 to 2001, and why the ratio of female to male teachers in primary schools is now seven to one. ... But it is surely a huge deterrent to any public-spirited man contemplating a career in education that society apparently regards all adult male contact with young people as being potentially a bit dodgy, a bit rum, a bit you know. ...

It is insane, and the problem is the general collapse of trust. Almost every human relationship that was sensibly regulated by trust is now governed by law, with cripplingly expensive consequences.