Stop pretending this is America
It’s much colder here and we get sarcasm
Facebook this week has been plastered with videos and pictures of turkeys and people battering each other over plasma TVs.
My friend pawned off a night out to go to Tesco at midnight and buy a toaster on “Black Friday”.
Which begs the question – when did this become a thing?
And why are we celebrating a holiday that has absolutely no significance to our country whatsoever?
We have own Black Friday, the last Friday before Christmas when everyone gets hammered. Why do we need another one?
Why are people who’ve never even been to America Instagramming photos of their “cheeky” Thanksgiving dinners? Fools.
The general chaos of his week has been an acute example of a wider trend throughout the UK.
People might be smacking eachother with plasma tellies all the time in Maryhill but our Silverburn isn’t used to this kind of violence.
You can’t go anywhere these days without seeing an advert encouraging you to sue someone.
You can’t make it through your first year at uni without being invited to at least three ‘Varsity’ parties.
And don’t get me started on pumpkin spice lattes.
I know this could be chalked up to the huge growth of the internet making international content more accessible, and the availability of U.S film and TV on Netflix etc making it easier to watch things from across the pond, but it’s like we’re actively trying to live like them.
Nothing shows this better than the huge rise in prom culture in Britain.
Sure, you’re leaving school and it’s time to party, but the £200 outfit? The limo? The awards?
It just seems a bit excessive and distinctly non-British.
We live in a world now where the idolisation of celebrities and the need for that five minutes of fame has become moronically fundamental to our generation.
The American film and magazine industry is tricking us into thinking that living the way the famous do is the key to happiness.
So we mimic their lifestyles and buy their products and fool ourselves.
So sure – watch what you want, wear what you want, say what you want.
But at the risk of sounding like your third year art teacher, the culture of our country is important and we shouldn’t throw that away for some fleeting American dream.
Lord knows it didn’t work for that burd on West Side Story.