“Breakfast means breakfast,” says Theresa May. You’re tired again, aren’t you? You’re so, so, tired. You look, bleary-eyed, up at the television screen. Then you glance down at your cereal, before looking back at your television again. “My life is Groundhog Day,” you think to yourself, “This was what she said yesterday, and the day before that, and the day before that.” You reach for your phone, and see that there’s another good video on the Mpora Instagram, a video you haven’t seen before, a video that reminds you of the sweet joy of something different. Anything to escape the news cycle, hey?