Over one of Germany's powerful Zeesen transmitters last week plain Jane Anderson (TIME, Jan. 19) was going great guns. The middleaged, neurotic, American-born Axis tub thumper ("Lady Haw-Haw" to the British) was setting the U.S. short-wave audience straight on the Nazi food supply with a luscious description of a visit to a Berlin cocktail bar:
"On silver platters were sweets and cookies. I ate Turkish cookies, a delicacy I am very fond of. My friend ordered great goblets full of champagne, into which he put shots of cognac to make it more lively....
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