Oh, look at us. We are a pathetic bunch, aren’t we? Living in the UK is basically just waiting for a pothole to ruin your suspension while apologizing to a lamp post you just walked into. It is a tragedy, really. These British tweets are the only thing making the grey sky bearable. We treat a single sunbeam like the second coming of Christ and then go right back to complaining. It is a comedy sketch that never ends, and quite frankly, we deserve it.
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I love how we track the sun like it is a rare astronomical event that only happens once every fifty years. We see a blue sky in the British countryside and suddenly everyone is standing in a spot of sunlight like a group of frantic druids. It is embarrassing. This UK humor is built on a foundation of shared trauma and very expensive potholes. You see a street sign named after Prince Andrew and you have to wonder if it is a navigational aid or a direct threat. Then there is the Turdis portable toilet. That is the peak of our engineering, honestly. Just a green box of misery decorated with chalk to look like a time machine. It is brilliant. We have funny British posts about fare dodgers who owe forty-eight thousand pounds, and honestly, you have to admire the commitment to the bit. I mean, how do you even manage that? It takes a special kind of audacity to avoid paying for a train for that long. It is just English sarcasm at its finest, wrapped in a news headline and served with a side of damp weather. We are a nation of people who find the comedy in an unfortunate Coke advertisement on the side of a red bus. It is who we are.
The cosplay of that young boy as Mr. Bean is probably the most accurate representation of our national identity I have ever seen. He looks more like Mr. Bean than Rowan Atkinson does at this point. It is all part of the charm, along with the satellite views of the islands that look like a green smudge in a sea of grey. We are just out here trying to survive the mist and the rocks while complaining about the price of tea. It is a beautiful, miserable existence and I wouldn’t trade it for anything.
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