In the year 1337, the Hundred Years' War began. This was a terrible war which lasted for damned near a hundred years. It may seem appropriate to some people to apply the most exact science known to Europe at the time, Numerology, to analyze the situation. Firstly, 1337 is one of the most well-known numbers of our times and modern ways which is not a power of 2. It does stand to reason, if one is completely insane, to notice that 1337 is leetspeak for "leet", a highly compressed version of the word "elite". It naturally follows that this war was started between enraged Frenchmen, battling for the Crown of what would soon be a desolate wasteland for quite some time.
Another worthy hypothesis is that the leaders of France found British humor to be overly redundant, and entirely too self-referential. France as a whole was very angry about this, and at that time, their crappy military was shiny and formidable. They had been drinking too much unpasteurized milk, according to Wikipedia, which some revisionist historians have postulated was a polite way of saying they were all very inbred and stupid. Though perhaps regettable, this was all in good fun until someone lost an eye, or was just born that way.
Joan of Arc arrived late on the scene, in the 1420's, but left more than the typically half-assed, embarrassingly French skid-marks. She must have been related to Noah of Arc, because Joan, too, was plagued by divine inspiration, which led shortly to her tragic demise, among other terrible things. Whereas Noah was told something more like, "Let there be Light, and Rainbows are a Feature, not a Bug," Joan's visions were even more milk-induced. She was told to go lead the French to victory, among other terrible things.
A stoned Dutchman, who was trying to stay out of the way, was overheard saying, "if the sky falls, we'll all be wearing blue hats." He was executed on the spot for heresy and/or schizophrenia. This happened despite the fact that he was trying to convey something or other, which may have been of great import, as is Heineken. Things kept going downhill from there, resulting eventually in something which did not resemble the American rock band Blondie.
Blondie, however, was not in any way responsible for what happened to Joan of Arc, and has made some wonderful music. If Blondie perhaps pales in comparison to basically anything from the Netherlands, then, well... you can't make chocolate out of it, as they say! The end is near.
It's not appropriate to hate the Dutch, Blondie, other American rock bands, or even (in this case), the French. The people who ultimately burned Joan of Arc at the stake were Englishmen. She cried, "aide-moi, aide-moi, je suis enflammbe!" No one did. She was just that unpopular right then, in that crowd. She wasn't even old enough to drink Heineken, except perhaps in Canada. Several black kittens were also burned at the same stake for good measure. It took a long time for the world to remember Joan of Arc as well as we do now, except perhaps in the Netherlands. They don't remember what they had for breakfast, though.