This is all wrong. I shouldn’t be up here. I should be drinking beer on the other side of the ocean. Yet, you all come to us old people for taxes. How dare you! You have stolen my dreams and my retirement with your empty words, and yet I am one of the lucky ones. People are suffering. People are dying. Entire provinces are collapsing. We are in the beginning of a mass deficit and all you can talk about is peoplekind and fairytales of transgender washrooms. How dare you!