If I'd wanted to live in the 51st state, I wouldn't have left the place and lived in Blighty for years, eventually (and after considerable effort and expense!) becoming a naturalised citizen, a Massachusetts Yankee in Queen Elizabeth's (now King Charles's) Court. And even though I'm now back on the other side of the Pond (I hope only temporarily), it rankles no end watching the increasing Americanisation of Emily (great film, that). One of Churchill's biggest mistakes was hitching the wagon to the burgeoning American empire, as though somehow the Yanks would give a flying f*ck about Airstrip One except as a forward operations base and seemingly bottomless source of quality stage, film, and television actors.
Anyway, yes, there seem increasingly fewer reasons to read The Register these days; I have noticed that I just don't bother, as the articles all seem to be duplicates of what's already available on other (equally boring) sites, with little to nothing to distinguish it — and now not even the language. Meh. Guess I'll just save myself some time in the mornings.