Today is July 4, the anniversary of our nation’s birth. In the spawn of 238 years, we went from a British colony, to the world’s only superpower.
That is, the world’s only superpower that doesn’t speak Chinese.
As much as I love my country, I often wonder how different my life would be if I lived under British rule. It wouldn’t be too bad I think. I would be able to watch even more soccer than I get to watch now, and it would be a lot easier to watch Downton Abbey as soon as new episodes are produced. I certainly wouldn’t have to go to a website with a pirate ship as its logo to get new episodes, not that I’m saying I’ve ever done that. I could just watch it on my TV like a civilized person.
Health care would certainly be a lot easier and cheaper since England has a national healthcare system. Then again, so does every other country in the industrialized free world other than the United States, so I’m not sure that is a distinction worth pointing out.
Not everything would be good as a British subject. I would probably have to pronounce the letter “Z” as “Zed” like a godless Canadian. I think I’d also have to worship Queen Elizabeth II, like the people in Beneath the Planet of the Apes worshiped their nuclear bomb. I don’t think I’d like that very much.