We'll tell our grandchildren where we were and what we were doing when the UK voted to leave the European Union. We'll begin stories with things like, 'In my day, we could cross outskirts at whatever point we felt like it, however then there were two retreats before I turned 30, so I couldn't stand to travel at any rate.'
On the off chance that you need a short lived snippet of alleviation, look no more distant than the splendid Andy Borowitz over at the New Yorker.
Let's be honest, on the off chance that he can't make you snicker on a day like today, nobody can:
"English LOSE RIGHT TO CLAIM THAT AMERICANS ARE DUMBER", his not-really mocking feature peruses.
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