"It's all right for De Gaulle to annoy the perfidious English, the vulgar Americans or the impossible Belgians," huffed a Gallic gourmet in Paris last week, meanwhile extracting a gobbet of white succulence from a pink lobster tail. "But to endanger lobster shipments, so vital to France, by picking a fight with the Brazilians—that's too much."
De Gaulle, naturally, paid no attention. His sense of grandeur wounded by a Brazilian ultimatum to clear French lobster boats out of Brazilian waters, he dispatched a warship to put an end to such nonsense. Brazil...
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