After another night of rioting, Tony reckons that London is heading for what he calls "the mother of all meltdowns."
However, he's not overly concerned, because as he rightly says, with so much broken glass littering the streets, abandoned burnt-out cars, and loads of shops closed for business, we might at last have fewer tourists coming into the pub, bothering us with their stupid questions and ridiculous accents.
I reckon Tony's right when he says that every riot has a positive effect, and whilst fewer tourists is one bonus, the rioters have also been helping themselves to anything they can get their hands on, after smashing shop windows and doing some nocturnal shopping.
Whilst the boy and me agree that crime is immoral, the sight of seeing looters disappearing into the night, taking with them cans of beer, televisions and anything else they can get their hands on, tells us that shopping has never been so much fun.
Of course, as Tony says, free televisions is one thing, but free double cheeseburgers and large fries - well that's something else.
We're now off to the pub, for a few pints of ice-cold beer!