Native English speakers who make sure to perfect their French but are at the same time utterly disdainful of any other language or culture are edging further into obscurity, the Splice is proud to inform. The vehicle being used to justify this outright narcissism is running out of gas baby.
In an oh-so-slowly internationally growing Grand Duchy, the relevance of the holier-than-thou toff is waning*.
Bilingual android Ben proffered, “I ride First Class on the Eurostar and TGV not to just get away from the scum but to also give more gravity to the complaints I make afterwards. Common sense isn’t it?”
Ben isn't pictured above because he's even more of a prick than that guy.
When prompted about Luxembourg's other neighbours he spewed “Belgium is a transit country as far as I'm concerned and if I find myself in Germany I talk French, then sigh and inconveniently switch to English.”
As he strode off he huffed, “Don’t even get me started on those disgusting Brazilians who clean my office.”
The Splice says good riddance to Ben and his ilk, here’s hoping you sail away down a drain where that clown from ‘IT’ hangs out.
*There is one plus side to these vain dandies, the Splice is grateful that they use the term ‘railway station’ instead of ‘gare’ in the rare moments they do decide to speak English.