Foreign News: To Parliament!

The London cabby is a very special Briton. For the reckless abandon of the Paris taximan, the invective flow of the Cairo driver, the proletarian dynamism of the Moscow hackman—who, even before the German invasion, drove his car as if it were a tank—the London cabby substitutes a shatterproof Cockney calm. Last week that calm was somewhat ruffled. The London cabby had his back up. He had decided to enter politics.

In a smoke-filled attic of London's trade-union building near Marylebone Station, 70 of the city's 6,000 taximen solemnly resolved that what cabbies needed was their own M.P.—someone in the House...

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