I respect that, but I remember a story in my local paper years ago about the burger van that was selling porn, and the headline was “burger van sells porn with relish”. I want that world back.
They say never attribute to malice what could be explained by ignorance, but they really could have looked at how it’s been going in the UK for the last forty years and learnt the lesson vicariously.
In a normal paper like I used to buy on the way to work, this headline would be something like “bloodties the knot” or “trouble in paradise” or something. We’ve strayed from the light.
Are there really Britons doing this? I lived there from birth until just shy of my 30th and I’ve never witnessed it. I’ve seen plenty of people make fun of Americans for getting the British flag wrong, though, I’m suddenly reminded.
I don’t have a bellybutton, because I was born with my guts the wrong way around and they used my navel for the incision when they operated on it. So I do have a scar in the same place, but not a traditional one. You can imagine the kinds of moments when people notice, and it’s never when I’m in the mood to talk about it, of course.