We were everywhere and nowhere. The midfield was spread out. I didn't recognise us. It was really strange. In football terms, that's tactical discipline.
"Psalm 121:3 God will not suffer your foot to be moved: He that keepeth you will not slumber. Amen. You and the three boys, the God Almighty will keep you and prosper you, amen. I love you," according to the suicide note.
This has brought us to a system of quantity, no longer quality or merit, job for the boys, where you see 50, 100, 200 Special Assistants etc. They are not providing service for humanity but jobs for the boys.