- The freaky chocolate children of Moscow
- The long walk home
- Cadbury Offers to Pay £1 of Your Hospital Bill
- Poor Ireland gets stuck with Time Out
- Halloween in England
- UPDATE: My One-Month Plan to Seduce the Chocolate Man
- Cocaine is not Candy, Boys and Girls
- Turndown Service
- A Daily, 5-Second Vacation for The Chosen
Wednesday, May 09, 2007
Belgium, Explain Yourself!
Near the end of his life, Baudelaire left Paris and made his way to Belgium, where he believed he’d find a more civilized way of life.
Instead, he found that Belgium was little more than a caricature of la France and wrote a massive diatribe against the poor country, called Pauvre Belgique.
Now I’m not saying Baudelaire was right, but if there’s anything Beligum’s got wrong it’s the seashell chocolates. The country does perfectly fine chocolates, so what’s with the tyranny of the seashells? It seems they are made specifically to target American tourists who are on their way to my house.
Belgium—what gives? Why the seashells? The Hawaiians are by the ocean, too, but you don’t see them trying to sell everything to us in fish shapes.