Word: beet
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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...American "interests" being what they are, it is surprising that the Farm Bloc in the U. S. House of Representatives allowed even an eight year moratorium on the highly restrictive sugar tariff. For the sugar-beet people, wary of potential competition, have always been hard-headed about Philippine independence and even this short-run freeing of the market is viewed with suspicion from Madison to Butte. The Bell Bill was obviously a compromise, with political altruism knuckling under to politics-as-usual while the wobbly Philippine infant got the economic pins knocked out from under...
...that reciprocal trade agreements are signed with Czechoslovakia that put Czech shoes in competition with Massachusetts shoes, while this same type economic fillip is denied a country linked to the U. S. by tradition and two wars. As the log-rolling proceeds, Congress is unwilling to sour the sugar-beet bloc, but is perfectly willing to pat an infant-nation on the head and set it loose with one foot tied. The Bell Bill tariff exemption must be extended indefinitely lest the Philippine experiment, pride of this country's colonial ventures, backfire into the face of its proud sponsor...
...mindful of sugar production in Hawaii, Puerto Rico-and the potent domestic sugar beet lobby-has balked at giving Cuba a good break. The U.S., too, has a point. It insists that Cuba not capitalize on the war, that its quota remain fixed at the prewar...
...half an hour to reach a verdict. Up rose tight-lipped Major General Harry W. Foster to read out the sentence in a gruff, soldierly voice. In more subdued tones, an American interpreter translated it for the prisoner. As the import of the words became clear, Kurt Meyer turned beet-red: for responsibility in the killing of 18 Canadian prisoners of war, death by a firing squad...
...creek between us grew wider." He was moved from his small fruit farm in British Columbia in 1942, corralled with other Japs in Winnipeg's old Immigration Hall. There they waited two weeks "like cattle at an auction" as farmers looked them over for work on sugar-beet farms. He farmed for 18 months, then got a job as a tinsmith. He sums up his life in Canada: "They tell us we don't assimilate. When we make friends with Occidentals and try to get along they tell us we are crowding...