Hence your obsession with it?
Good grief, your Queen just died, you have new coins featuring your new king soon coming to a pocket near you (in case you weren't aware of who that doofus is), you have a new PM with the new face of what is left of your future, your country is falling apart faster than a snowman on the beach in July, France is laughing at yous as always, Germany's shadow looms over you, the closest to a superpower in that part of the world operates with buckets of rusty screws, flat tires, and barely-trained army, your music scene has been reduced to Adele's latest hit, and all you can do is spend all day is try to attach yourself to the biggest joke to have ever hit the tv screen here and all other things American?
Can't you just go to one of those shops that just sells only American produce and buy a bag of Wise BBQ chips and a Coca Cola and sit back and watch reruns of Star Trek TNG on the BBC all day?
