Ah, the New York Times. For years now, the world’s worst newspaper has painted a grim picture of Britain as a quasi-dictatorial kingdom. It’s a country drowning in ‘imperial nostalgia’, where locals huddle round bin fires on the streets of the great metropolis, gnawing on legs of mutton and cavorting in swamps. Our late Queen ‘helped obscure a bloody history of decolonisation’; our judicial system is racist for daring to lock up slave masters.