All we ask of Britain is that it never change. It must be a fixed emerald rock in the rushing Gulf Stream of change, always there to infuse Anglophiles with a sustaining dose of stone walls, pub sausages and the chance to say “pants” instead of “underwear.”
But the world has been messing with Britain. Or maybe it’s the other way around. Whichever, the country’s dramatic vote to detach itself… (View original article)