How does it feel to be nothing more than a by-product of this island? Just face it, your country and its politics, its history, its infrastructure, its culture, is but an off-shoot created by the people of this island.
How does it feel for those of you living in countries hundreds of times our size that you got cucked by a small island off the coast of France?
Are we just a blessed people? Were we put on this earth to govern and rule? What is it that makes this island, this small country, so dominant?
You could be from Argentina, India, Australia, Canada, New Zealand, Mexico, Russia, Germany. You could be from any of these countries, but you're nothing more than just another landmass with a shit history of genociding your own people and getting colonised. You're just another tricolour, A shit republic with a shit democratic system, a commoner president, no history, no culture, no heritage.
Some countries literally consist of shopping centres and coffee shops off bland highways. You will never live in Great Britain. The promised land. You will never wake to the sound of church bells from the local parish church on a warm summers morning, to walk the rolling fields of England, to see the white cliffs of Dover, the lake district, Snowdonia, Ben Nevis.
No, you live in a shit hole, probably near a volcano or something weird. Having revolutions in your favela district every weekend and getting shot in supermarkets.