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When I was a small boy, the traditional thing for a mother to say to a child who would not eat his vegetables was that he should 'remember the starving Armenians' and be ashamed of himself for wasting food. I would gladly have donated any amount of broccoli to the starving Armenians or to anyone else who was suffering even mild discomfort, but there seemed to be no practical way to do so.
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