It's an inside joke among my family, that I consider the British to be barbarians and that Scottish cuisine is based on a dare. The first point (only slightly serious) comes from my experiences living in Oxfordshire for 4 months in college. The second point (totally hilarious) is stolen from Mike Meyers in So I Married an Axe Murderer. But I really want to talk about the barbarian thing. The regular people in Britain are about as simple as regular people in America: they love their tabloids, they love their celebrities, and they love aliens. Now, the first two things, they actually hate a little bit, otherwise, they wouldn't spend so much money on newspapers and other tabloids that treat the celebrities and competing tabloids so shoddily. But, they also have half-naked Page 3 girls, so I'm not complaining too hard. The culture of the ancient people we call barbarians were animistic: spirits and deities were everywhere and their influence explained everything. The Norman and Saxon predilection for unexplained phenomena still has vestiges in Germanic peoples, so we love our Sasquatch, Aliens, and Nessie.
In Britain, the first Crop Circle of the summer was sighted and it was a doozy. Ooh, it looks 3 dimensional! Of course, alien visitation having anything to do with crop circles has been debunked long ago, but that doesn't stop the Brits from having their summer of fun.
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