As a neocon warmongering Bush suck-up, I yield to no one in my contempt for the French, but, that said, cheese-wise I kinda sorta feel they have the edge.
Today as every day, millions of Americans will stroll up to their lunch counters, order a cheeseburger, and the waitress will say, “American, Swiss or Cheddar?” – even though it makes not a whit of difference. All three taste the same, which is to say they taste of nothing. The only difference is that the slice of alleged Swiss is full of holes, so you’re getting less nothing for your buck. On the other hand, the holes also taste of nothing, and they’re less fattening. But my point is this: cheese is not the battleground on which to demonstrate the superiority of the American way.
. . . Americans, so zealous in defence of their liberties when it comes to guns, are happy to roll over for the nanny state when it comes to the cheese board.
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