I've just had an actual (minor) epiphany of sorts, regarding cyan and the concept of patriotism. I now feel oddly stirred, inspired, really quite fond (in a neighbourly way) of some of you now. Some. With an "aww, it's good old Titler" indulgent smile.
This will soon pass and I shall soon return to my usual barely concealed desire to see you all crushed beneath the jackboots of oppression and fear. But for now..