So in previous years, it seemed to me that Black Friday and
all that it entailed was an American thing. I could always enjoy stories of
fights in queues and punters being maced all for the sake of grabbing the last
50-inch plasma TV in the shop for a third of the usual price, and then feel
slightly superior in that typically English way that makes so many others hate
us.
But this year, the UK press and UK retailers have managed to
induce Black Friday madness in earnest in our fair isles. There goes my snobby
smugness – we in the UK are now as possession obsessed as those ‘Mericans ever
were. It’s another step along the road to spelling colour without a u, allowing
any inbred mook to own a gun and shoot black people, or voting for the party
actively trying to be the dumbest in elections (although with UKIP's recent
frightening gains, we might already have that one in the bag).
