At sidewalk cafés, in dreary queues, on street corners and stubble-strewn fields throughout the world, men paused to rest, pass a word to their fellows and lighten their burdens with a wry joke. Here & there last week, as they had before, TIME'S correspondents bent an ear to listen to the shuttling talk.
A harassed Briton who had watched the shadow of government control creep over his country's coal mines, railroads, steel mills and even into the dental profession, described the situation as "a weeping, a wailing and a nationalizing of teeth."
Other Britons,...
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