Have you ever thought of english as foreign?
As a strange tongue from shores afar?
Well, it is.
But ladies and gentlemen that is the beautiful sublime resultant spore of colonisation. It is a language. Therefore we use it often. And yet the more we use it the less we notice it. It’s a kind of cuckoos egg which we tend and care for untill it is good and ready to take over other nests. Untill it is ready to enslave the rest of our culture.
All of britains former colonies are now independent.
As an exact process, colonisation has been a failure. As an idea, it is a success.