Because that means no-one from our fair capital CAN EVER BE PATRONIZING ABOUT CORNWALL AGAIN.
PRODUCER: You live in Cornwall? Hahahahaha, I bet it's all inbred down there.
ME: Yeah yeah, but at least we didn't vote for BORIS FUCKING JOHNSON, you retarded fuck.
PRODUCER: Your agent tells me me you're actually based in Cornwall? Come up to find out what roads and technology are like, ahahahahaha
ME: Well at least I don't know anyone who'd openly use the word 'picaninnies' LIKE BORIS FUCKING JOHNSON.
PRODUCER: Cornwall eh? Oooh piskies, ooooh-
ME: BORIS JOHNSON, BORIS JOHNSON, BORIS JOHNSON, BORIS FUCKING JOHNSON.
PRODUCER: Yes, I still can't believe that one, to be honest.
I mean, jesus h (for 'Herbert') christ, I cannot believe London voted for a man who uses the word 'picaninny' and compares homosexuality to bestiality. Clearly the collective power of voters FROM THE NINETEEN FUCKING THIRTIES has long been underestimated.