Mr. Wilson’s Nostrums
Blustering and hectoring like a pseudo-Churchillian bullfrog with a lower-middle-class accent, Harold Wilson has now succeeded in plunging Britain back into the gloom, bitterness and austerity of the postwar period. The old familiar ingredients are all being served up again; some, like the nationalization of steel, in the crudest form, others in slightly more devious ways, by bullying and blackmail rather than by legislation.




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