Let Them Eat Meat

Although the vegetable content of Her Majesty's Government seems likely to remain more or less constant for the next couple of years, the same cannot be said for the worst idlers in the world. Native growers are suffering severely thanks in part to a brilliant scheme whereby seasonal workers are booted out of the country after six months, while the season lasts for ten or eleven. Despite the axiomatic advantages of racial purity in the work-place, this means that twice the number of workers have to be recruited and trained, with a complete change of staff across a single season, and no guarantee that the full crop will be harvested at the end. The energy crisis has exacerbated the problem because of the need to heat greenhouses, so that the great British salad is now being superseded by subsidy-tainted imports from the less temperate among the beastly Euro-wogs. As a result, many growers are selling their land for development into small factories which can produce nothing because of the labour shortage; warehouses where the nothing that is produced can be stored; and housing estates where few besides the nobody who produces and consumes the nothing can possibly afford to live.