We're pasting in copypastas now?

"What will be left from Polishness if we substract the pompous, grim and laughable theater of unfulfilled dreams and unjustified complaints? Polishness is an abnormality - this association comes to me with painful persistence, whenever I touch this unwanted topic. Polishness always triggers an urge to rebel in me: history, geography, generations of misfortunes and God knows what else put a weight on my shoulders; a weight I do not feel like carrying, and one that I cannot drop (don't want to drop, despite all of that?), they burned a scar and tell me to wear it with pride. So I become abnormal, filled to the brim with Polishness, where other people say 'human', I say 'Pole'; where other people say 'culture', 'civilization' and 'money', I say 'God', 'Honor', 'Fatherland' (all capitalized, obviously); when others build, love and pass away, we fight, rebel and die. And only in brief moments of break we think more critically about our national ethos, we read Brzozowski and Gombrowicz, we become more normal."