Letters

May, 22nd

To France

I should have known better. Of course you do the exact opposite of what I ask you. Always, France.

I should have never written you in the first place, and I can't believe that I'm actually answering your letter.

Stop being a fool, France. I know perfectly well we are both nations. What I meant is not that and you know it. But I thought about it and I do admit that there is one thing we share, and that is hate. That's all there is to it.

I heard a song today, about superheroes. It said that superheroes never cry for pain or love. Is that true? Can they cry at all, then? It wasn't explained in the lyrics. It also wasn't told who exactly are those superheroes. So, I did some thinking and came to the following conclusion: superheroes don't exist. I doubt that there are people who have never cried.

But why couldn't a hero cry? Tears are not necessarily sign of weakness, right? I think... It's somehow the same thing as the saying 'the one who has never fallen should not be proud of himself, but the one who has always stood up after each time he fell'. A hero with no weaknesses, what is the reason for him to be proud? He has done nothing, won nothing. There is nothing he would be respected for. Besides, what kind of hero would that be, with no feelings?

Why am I even bothering to write you about this? Apparently I have way too much time... Which is not exactly true according to that pile of paper on my desk. Well then, I'll stop wasting my time on you now.

Best regards,

England

X