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Good evening. Holidays used to be a miracle. Now, if you listen to a rising clamour of protest,

they are the destroyer of worlds. When I was growing up, the miracle was how the entire population

of the West Midlands, or so it seemed to me, could cram into a one-horse town, actually one-road

village, on the Welsh coast called Borth, to play Luck of the Legion

in the sand dunes at UNeslas and bathe in knitted wool trunks in the icy waters of Cardigan Bay.

Now nearly everybody can go nearly everywhere, and those people who live in the global tourist

honeypots, those that aren't making lots of money out of the holiday makers, are starting to kick up.

Masked vigilantes have been on the prowl in Barcelona and the Balearic Islands,

slashing tyres and daubing graffiti, calling for visitors to go home.

One on a five-star hotel said tourism is killing Mallorca.

That protest movement has an anti-capitalist veneer,

but across many of the Mediterranean resorts and much further afield, Cornwall even, there's a deepening unease about how local societies are being submerged under a tide of tourists, made worse if they are, sadly, all too often British, drunken louts.

There are other ethical considerations. Should you go to countries with unsavory or repressive regimes?

North Korea say, some Middle East countries, my favourite Turkey.

And what's all that frivolous flying around just for pleasure doing to your carbon footprint?

So is tourism a force for good, or a beauty-destroying, culturally emulsifying, planet-trashing nightmare?

Put the sun cream down for a moment and answer me this.

Is where you go on holiday a moral decision?

It's our moral maze tonight.

Our panel, Claire Fox from the Institute of Ideas,

Anne McElvoy, senior editor at the Economist,

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