Message from John Cleese to the citizens of the US

This is quite old, written around the time of the last US election; but I could not find it posted on the ILP boards, so here it is anyhow, enjoy!

[i]A message to the citizens of the US,

In light of your failure to elect a competent President of the USA and thus to govern yourselves, we hereby give notice of the revocation of your independence, effective immediately. Her Sovereign Majesty Queen Elizabeth II will resume monarchical duties over all states, commonwealths, and territories (excepting Kansas, which she does not fancy).

Your new prime minister, Tony Blair, will appoint a governor for America without the need for further elections. Congress and the Senate will be disbanded. A questionnaire may be circulated next year to determine whether any of you noticed.

To aid in the transition to a British Crown Dependency, the following rules are introduced with immediate effect:

You should look up “revocation” in the Oxford English Dictionary. Then look up aluminium, and check the pronunciation guide. You will be amazed at just how wrongly you have been pronouncing it.

The letter ‘U’ will be reinstated in words such as ‘favour’ and ‘neighbour’. Likewise, you will learn to spell ‘doughnut’ without skipping half the letters, and the suffix -ize will be replaced by the suffix -ise.

Generally, you will be expected to raise your vocabulary to acceptable levels (look up vocabulary). Using the same twenty-seven words interspersed with filler noises such as “like” and “you know” is an unacceptable and nefficient form of communication. There is no such thing as US English. We will let Microsoft know on your behalf. The Microsoft spell-checker will be adjusted to take account of the reinstated letter ‘u’ and the elimination of -ize.

You will relearn your original national anthem, “God Save The Queen”.

July 4th will no longer be celebrated as a holiday.

You will learn to resolve personal issues without using guns, lawyers, or therapists. The fact that you need so many lawyers and therapists shows that you’re not adult enough to be independent. Guns should only be handled
by adults. If you’re not adult enough to sort things out without suing someone or speaking to a therapist then you’re not grown up enough to handle a gun. Therefore, you will no longer be allowed to own or carry anything more dangerous than a vegetable peeler. A permit will be required if you wish to carry a vegetable peeler in public.

All American cars are hereby banned. They are crap and this is for your own good. When we show you German cars, you will understand what we mean.

All intersections will be replaced with roundabouts, and you will start driving on the left with immediate effect. At the same time, you will go metric with immediate effect and without the benefit of conversion tables.

Both roundabouts and metrication will help you understand the British sense of humour.

The Former USA will adopt UK prices on petrol (which you have been calling gasoline) - roughly $6/US gallon. Get used to it.

You will learn to make real chips. Those things you call French fries are not real chips, and those things you insist on calling potato chips are properly called crisps. Real chips are thick cut, fried in animal fat, and dressed, not with catsup but with vinegar.

The cold tasteless stuff you insist on calling beer is not actually beer at all. Henceforth, only proper British Bitter will be referred to as beer, and European brews of known and accepted provenance will be referred to as Lager. merican brands will be referred to as Near-Frozen Gnat’s Urine, so that all can be sold without risk of further confusion.

Hollywood will be required occasionally to cast English actors as good guys. Hollywood will also be required to cast English actors to play English characters. Watching Andie MacDowell attempt English dialogue in Four Weddings and a Funeral was an experience akin to having one’s ears removed with a cheese grater.

You will cease playing American football. There is only one kind of proper football; you call it soccer. Those of you brave enough will, in time, be allowed to play rugby (which has some similarities to American football, but does not involve stopping for a rest every twenty seconds or wearing full kevlar body armour like a bunch of nancies).

Further, you will stop playing baseball. It is not reasonable to host an event called ‘the World Series’ for a game which is not played outside of America. Since only 2.1% of you are aware that there is a world beyond your borders, your error is understandable.

You must tell us who killed JFK. It’s been driving us mad.

An internal revenue agent (i.e. tax collector) from Her Majesty’s Government will be with you shortly to ensure the acquisition of all monies due (backdated to 1776).

Thank you for your co-operation.

  • John Cleese[/i]

i can’t deside if i want to answer each point or simply tell him to come and fight us for the land, if i remember correctly we won the last time, lets play again.

also, would anyone really want to govern us, we barely do it ourselves just look at who we “vote” in to office.

I doubt anybody would notice, although they might mention it on the Daily Show and blow the lid off it.

johncleese has a asteroid named after him

Brits are awesome… too bad they overtaxed us.

Now I almost forgive him for Monty Python… Almost.

LMAO you gotta love that guy, Hey, I enjoyed Monty as a kid I still find the humor ribtickling, Cleese was great in it. It was Benny hill that was bad.

No, Benny Hill was honest. Can’t get many of those to the pound Missus Kwoor!!!.

Yes Hill was honest, it was his humor that I couldn’t like, or him, I don’t know why. Something about him irritated me. Just like some of the comedians off SNL old and new. Some are good some are irritating.

<3 JC dood.

This is yet another example of that riproaring British humo(u)r. I can hardly stop my boneshaking laughter long enough to type this. I mean, it’s just so out-of-left-field. How does he come up with this stuff? “World Series”. “American beer”. The “u”. Genius.

Ah - now that was witty and funny…

Come on America: Pull your sockets up and take control of your bloody Country.

Faust is just jealous.

Perhaps that will happen when you realize you don’t have an empire anymore . . . ?

McWorld.

It’s Cleese that is jealous. Of course, he’s not too jealous. Any time he wants to make some money or do a real movie, he can always come here.

And by the way, I can tell a kilo of weed just by holding it, and come from New England, where we have plenty of “roundabouts” (rotaries). Americans are jealous of no one, which is why everyone is jealous of us.

Okay, I agree about the beer. Horrible stuff.

I’ve never, ever, heard a Yank say “please” when ordering food, whether in films or travelogues or whatever…
Here in England we say to the waitress “I’ll have fish and chips thanks very much”
But in America the norm is to just grunt “Gimme a Big Mac”, or “I’ll take a burger and fries” or “Why dontcha gimme a cherry coke” etc.
See, no “please” or nothing.
Mind you, some U.S waitresses can be a bit snooty like the one who gave Jack Nicholson a hard time in “Five Easy Pieces” -

[i][b]All four are seated at a booth. The women have
given their orders and a WAITRESS stands above
Bobby, waiting for his:

	BOBBY
	(looking at his menu)
I'll have an omelette, no potatoes.
Give me tomatoes instead, and wheat
toast instead of rolls.

The waitress indicates something on the menu with
the butt of her pencil.

	WAITRESS
No substitutions.

	BOBBY
What does that mean? You don't have
any tomatoes?

	WAITRESS
	(annoyed)
No. We have tomatoes.

	BOBBY
But I can't have any. Is that what
you mean?

	WAITRESS
Only what's on the menu...
	(again, indicating  with
	her pencil)
A Number Two: Plain omelette. It
comes with cottage fries and rolls.

	BOBBY
I know what it comes with, but
that's not what I want.

	WAITRESS
I'll come back when you've made up
your mind...

She starts to move away and Bobby detains her.

	BOBBY
Wait, I've made up my mind. I want
a plain omelette, forget the
tomatoes, don't put potatoes on the
plate, and give me a side of wheat
toast and a cup of coffee.

	WAITRESS
I'm sorry, we don't have side
orders of toast. I can give you an
English muffin or a coffee roll.

	BOBBY
What do you mean, you don't have
side orders of toast? You make
sandwiches, don't you?

	WAITRESS
Would you like to talk to the
manager?

	PALM
Hey, mack!

	BOBBY
	(to Palm)
Shut up.
	(to the waitress)
You have bread, don't you, and a
toaster of some kind?

	WAITRESS
I don't make the rules.

	BOBBY
Okay, I'll make it as easy for you
as I can. Give me an omelette,
plain, and a chicken salad sandwich
on wheat toast -- no butter, no
mayonnaise, no lettuce -- and a cup
of coffee.

She begins writing down his order, repeating it
sarcastically:

	WAITRESS
One Number Two, and a chicken sal
san -- hold the butter, the mayo,
the lettuce -- and a cup of
coffee... Anything else?

	BOBBY
Now all you have to do is hold the
chicken, bring me the toast, charge
me for the sandwich, and you
haven't broken any rules.

	WAITRESS
	(challenging him)
You want me to hold the chicken.

	BOBBY
Yeah. I want you to hold it between
your knees.

The other three laugh, and the waitress points to a
“Right to Refuse” sign above the counter.

	WAITRESS
You see that sign, sir?!

Bobby glances over at it, then back to her.

	WAITRESS (CONT'D)
You'll all have to leave, I'm not
taking any more of your smartness
and your sarcasm!

He smiles politely at her, then:

	BOBBY
You see this sign?

He reaches his arm out and “clears” the table for
her.[/b][/i]

Yeah, Mick, I wait tables for a living - the Brits are oh-so polite as they tip half the customary rate here in America - if you’re lucky. If I’m called “brilliant” by one more cheapskate Brit, I’m gonna puke. If you all know what “brilliant” is, why don’t you learn the customs of the places you visit? (As if you don’t really know). I’d rather wait on anyone than a Brit.

Like most third-world inhabitants, you believe that american culture is accurately portrayed in films. I suppose that in the conditions that you have to live, fantasy makes some sense.

Actually, most American eateries allow substitutions.

Yeah… well… I say please. And thank you. And I’m American. What now!! [-X

Exactly. Which places have you been visiting? :confused:

I’m American. I always say “please,” “thank you,” and address strangers as “Sir” or “Ma’am.” :slight_smile:

touché :laughing:

(touchdown, for the americans)