It's official: I'm Team Marmite. Finally got around to trying it, and while I now completely understand why it IS an acquired taste, I think it's great. If I had to describe it, it's like a beer and a beef bouillon cube caramelized into a savory putty. To all the videos I've watched of Americans eating a mound of this shit to "try" it: yes, the Brits/Aussies are correct; you did in fact do it wrong. A thin layer on buttered toast allows the properties of Marmite to come through without overpowering your [common] senses. Imagine if someone's only impression of "salt" came from them eating a teaspoon of straight salt; Marmite is the same; context is everything. Don't knock it 'til you try it, would recommend.
Anyway, UK'ers, doesn't this grant me automatic citizenship? Because I'm not sure if you've been watching this shit-show of a country the past few months, but I'm willing to expatriate basically anywhere, and we already speak the same language, so between you, me, Marmite, and Branston Pickle... I mean, let's do this.