Why whine in winter?

As winter draws near, the days get dark and everyone begins the fight to stay fit, I find myself questioning why the British are so appalling at coping with winter. The country has been getting cold about this time of year for eons, yet the British public seem never to evolve coping mechanisms for dealing with the changing seasons. Year after year we as a nation are faced with the inevitable rise in precipitation levels and drop in temperature but the battle to maintain normal life seems never to ease as the years go on. The roads get stuck, public transport goes into turmoil and our immune systems switch to panic mode. As if our bodies have never got over a cold before. It is horribly unfair that new viruses continuously make their way into our systems but you would think we'd all be used to this by now and have learned how to avoid or at least ignore them.

Apparently a cure for the common cold has been discovered but due to the medicine businesses enjoyment of the large profits gained from us sickly Brits this cure is not being released. I guess that's what you get for living in a largely capitalist society. I can imagine the politicians now. . . "We can't release the cure at this point in time because of the rise this country will see in the level of unemployment due to loss of jobs in the medicine industries."
It seems to me that the amount of people missing work due to illness at this time of year merits fair reason for the release of this supposed 'magic medicine'.
We begin the coughing, sneezing and other such viral related nonsense every year and with the added cloud of Seasonal Effective Disorder kicking in for some, dark times loom with the end of summer. Shouldn't it be getting easier? Why is evolution not helping us out?

Aside from the health issues, the added mayhem winter causes ouar roads and public transport is a joke. Apart from flooding the increase of cars on the road appears to rise annually. I agree >that a stroll in the sun is far less daunting than a stomp through the rain. Having said that I remember times when fleeting through water has filled me with a sprightly sense of freedom! When you do not have to get to work, school or university it doesn't matter if you get soaked through, revelling in the rain. No responsibility means no worries! Unfortunately most of us have something tying us down and forcing sensible behaviour out of us- has the childish fun of splashing around in the rain long passed?

As soon as there is a need to overcome difficulties a central focus for complaining is founded. The feeling that one is disadvantaged through no fault of their own creates negative connotations, thus, we moan. I must admit, I too am guilty of irritatedly commenting on the distress caused by winter weather. Snuggling up with a hot drink in front of a fire can warm the soul but can sometimes be just a bit too cosy. . .Another reason added to the list of excuses to not to function efficiently.

The very British custom of voicing weather related complaints continues on. Should we not celebrate the fact that we British reap the benefits of both warm summers and cold winters? Should we not be immune by now to the pains of winter? Some nations have much more challenging climates to deal with yet they seem to get by. I wonder if they moan as much as we do. If not perhaps it is their more optimistic outlooks that keep them healthy and efficient. The whole mind over matter argument? It certainly seems to me that the efficiency of our country fades with the sun. A shame really.