After almost two years of studying and working in the UK, I still smile at the curious pop culture differences between the States and my adopted homeland.
Take Waldo, for instance. Sorry, Wally. I had a heated argument this morning with two Monocle editors over the bespectacled star of the popular children’s books. As an American, I was convinced that Waldo was “one of us”; a two-dimensional but red-blooded Yank, a cartoon Jack Kerouac with the wind at his back. From Vermont. Maybe Berkeley.
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