Evening star., 1943-03-05


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Henry McLemore. Gin C h eroo, as
they say in Parliament.
AS it is, every one in England is
debating the merits of the plan.
Some Tories like it. Some don't.
The same goes for the Liberals and
Laborites. England will talk itself
| hoarse before the plan is either
accepted or rejected. One little
clause in the Beveridge report
would have prevented this. All
Sir William needed to do was to
insert a guarantee that in the fu-
ture when peace comes to the
earth, every Briton from King to
pauper would have freedom from
Brussels sprouts
How he overlooked this mighty
| freedom is difficult to understand.
He got in all the other freedoms
| freedom from want, freedom from
! fear, freedom from this, freedom
| from that-but what profteth a
man if while he is enjoying these
| freedoms he has to eat Brussels
| sprouts thrte times day. The
| answer is none. The Atlantic Char
ter should have included a Brussels
sprouts freedom, too.
Calls for Assurances.
have talked to few Englishmen
| who would not agree to speak a
little less freely or jeopardize their
comfort in their old age for an as
surance that never again would
Brussels sprouts stare up at them
from their plates. 1t is impossible
| to get a meal in London without
being served a portion Of Brussels
sprouts. They come with your
breakfast tea, your II o'clock tea,
| your lunch, your afternoon tea,
your dinner and if you order a cold
snack at midnight you still get a
! flstful of them. They are every
where. Open chest of drawers
to get out a clean shirt and there
sit some Brussels sprouts. Send
out your shoes for shine and they
come back stuffed with Brussels
sprouts, instead of shoetrees. Give
a bus conductor shilling and he
gives you Brussels sprouts for
change, or SO it seems.
There is just no getting away
from them. How this country
could use Brussels sprouts Pied
Piper to pipe them all down to the
Channel and drown them! No one
knows for sure where they all
come from. A statistical-minded
agriculturist, taking the number Of
square feet Of farming land in Eng
land and the number OF sprouts
produced each year, discovered
there wasn't enough land to pro-
duce them all and that they would
have to grow in one another's lap
in order to yield such a harvest.
Dropped by 'Chutists.
Some EngGshmen have gone so
far as to suggest that the Germans
drop them by parachute at night
in an effort to break English mo-
rale.
II there is any recipe for cooking
Brussels sprouts so they will taste
like anything but slightly under
| done porcelain doorknobs, then
that recipe has not reached Eng.
| land.
The English don't even waste salt
on them, but simply throw them
into pot and let them boil until
the water refuses to associate with
the sprouts any longer and evap-
crates to avoid contamination.
This hurts the sprouts feelings and
they start pouting. which makes
them less edible than ever. They
then are allowed to sit in the pot
on the stove until they cool of. It
Is f5 fine to serve anything hot
over here, An Englishman once
served a hot piece of toast and the
courts upheld his claim for damages
against his landlady.
There is a knighthood awaiting
the first Englishman who thinks up
a way to make Brussels sprouts
taste good. This isn't official but
it is generally known. After eat
Ing them for quite a while now. q
knlghthood seems a small reward,
The man should be created an earl
at least and have several news
named after him. You know what
NEW is, don't you? It's what
Americans get lost in, thinking
they are streets. But don't want
to sound catty talking about news,
! do I?
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