To tell you the truth, I'm getting a bit tired of being Italian. And a bit more tired of Italians being unable to read a single line in English and therefore to enjoy things like Going Postal in their unique Englishness
There's a lot to be said about translation, of course: it's democratic, it allows everyone to get to know things they'd otherwise remain ignorant of and so on. I agree. I'm even enthusiastic about it, because the world is full of unlucky people who can't learn other languages for an infinity of reasons. Trouble is, I don't count stupidity among them. They tell me English-speaking people seldom speak anything else. I still can't excuse them - they don't know what they're missing *lol* - but I can understand them a bit more than, say, the average Italian. He/she has to bow his/her head to market choices made by someone else, who decides what movies to make available in his/her language, who decides what books he/she will be able to read. As this someone is often our precious Prime Minister, I consider not dabbling at least in English a capital offense to intelligence and civic sense. Not to mention the impossibility to be a part of the Internet community, thus being subject to censorship in public information, squalid propaganda exposed on a regular basis by foreign press and so on. The latter is a healthy mirror in which we can fully appreciate the extent of the international humiliation we have to suffer because of one - and a few millions who voted him...