Not anymore now. You know how you use generic terms for things even though they have a name. Like “Kleenex” for tissue paper, “Band Aid” for bandages “Lipton” for tea. Even my granny refers to vaccuuming as “Hoovering” (from Hoover ofcourse, the company that invented the dust buster).
And even though all these things have been major contenders in shaping my life and me being what I am today, I can safely say without regret; I will make sure that my offspring never touches anything with a “Made in Denmark” stamp, despite knowing that they will grow up without, possibly, some of the best things in the world. Lego, Kinder and Danish pastry – I will miss you, but not enough to forget and overlook where you came from, I know it is not your fault that you have been blemished by the thoughtless acts of your countrymen but I will have to banish you.
Dear Mr.Danish president, maybe you should stop fretting about the enemies you have made and worry about the friends you have lost.