Forget Blur. Forget Hyde Park. Forget Worcestershire sauce. Forget Hadrian's Wall and Dusty Springfield. Forget Benny Hill, The Brontë sisters, the Kemp brothers. Forget Benjamin Britten, the East End, Wedgwood plates, bangers and mash. I don't care. Hunky Dory, the Globe Theater, the Mini Cooper? Virginia Woolf, Winston Churchill? Earl Grey, "How Soon Is Now", George Sanders, Oxford... St. James's and Elizabeth I... We're done. Vivien Leigh, the Savoy, Yorkshire pudding? It doesn't matter. Because England officially sucks now.