What happened to pride in our nation?

I suppose there must be someone somewhere in this nation of ours who was surprised by the news that our fellow citizens have a much lower sense of pride in our country than has ever previously been the case. This apparent fact was reported by the National Centre for Social Research, whose representative did not seem terribly distressed by the findings. In short, only 64 per cent of us have any sense of pride in our nation’s history (down from 86 per cent in 2013) and a little over half of our number are proud of our democratic system.

The woman from the NCSR said this was all the consequence of a nation ‘redefining itself’ and might have added, but sadly didn’t, ‘from being an homogenous, disciplined and decent nation which once ruled a third of the globe to a fetid open sewer full of morbidly obese, illiterate, tattooed chavs, primitive and neurologically diverse jihadis, sexual perverts, Balkan pickpockets, pink-haired student activists with the IQ of an ill-maintained Indesit fridge freezer, mithering, stupid, self-flagellating, Actimel-swigging middle-class liberals, drug lords from the dusty arid wastes of what was once called Turkestan, weird and troubled men-women and women-men, and excitable hordes from the Maghreb and the Levant who have fled terror and repression in their own lands and now wish to establish both here, inshallah’.