on August 19, 2008 | 10 comments What on earth has come over our aimless, feckless, hopeless youth? Shurely shome mishtake, I keep saying to myself. They must have the wrong country. As the news has rolled in from Beijing, and as the world’s televisions have throbbed incessantly to the strains of God Save the Queen, it has been increasingly obvious that some kind of apology is owed by press, pundits and politicians to the youth of Great Britain. I mean, this is us, for heaven’s sake: the Brits. Only the other day, it was confirmed that our kids are the fattest in Europe. We have so many nearly-spherical children that local councils have announced their intention to take them systematically into care. We drink so much, and so incontinently, that our bladdered ladettes are the scourge of every Mediterranean resort from Faro to...
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