There is a fantasy world. Escapism. One where the good indigenous English protect statues and protect businesses during riots while the “others” seek to destroy. The stiff upper lip of the ordinary football lads will never quiver. Unless they are criticised.
And Scotland is a place where the people don’t know how lucky they are to have such benevolent viceroys and they spend their time resenting those in England who consider them with such selfless kindness.
The reality is that hardly anyone in Scotland gives a second though to “the English” as an entity. They are just living their lives.
...apart fae the seps who fückin hate them.
You're as deluded as the Millwall man. 
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