It's not all bad...
I lived in Liverpool for a few years as a post graduate, and I have to say: there are good things are there are bad things.
Liverpudlians are, as stated above, totally intolerant of criticism and perpetually whining about how put upon they are. The topiary assassin is pretty typical, they'd much rather bang the drum than take a look at their city and think "Why would Ringo say that".
This is weird, because there's a lot of great stuff. I found it a great place to live. It has a vibrant arts and music scene, the housing is all new and the rent is chicken feed. The architecture is hit and miss, but mostly hit. You can score free booze on any night of the week at some art gallery or another, and the youngsters (in strong contrast to the older generation) have a great attitude of aspiration.
The sad thing is, nobody stays for long, because there are no long-term prospects. Those with all the life go off to some other city, and those with none stick around and whine. That's probably where the problem lies.
Biting the hand that feeds IT
