Blame the Germans, blame the Swiss, fear China, fear Europe, isolate, return to nationalism, amplify differences in people, hold grudges, divide and conquer, never collaborate!
You don't know you're born. Why don't you reconsider your self-medicating hallucination that the past was always better. You just think that way because you're getting old, listening to Goldie Oldies radio stations where they never play any of the stupendous amounts of sheet music everyone's forgotten about and only focussing on the tiny downstlopes of a jerky and overall upwards sloping graph.
Zack's just bitter because as the former chief superintendant of Greater Manchester Police (after his time in The Vapours), he's no longer able to beat false confessions out of suspects before drinking seven whiskies in the pub and driving his Jag home swerving along the pavements.
At least balance your misery at the world by taking an hour on Friday afternoon by couting your blessings.

And now over to Skuzzy, for the lock.... oh

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