Donkeyshott & Xuitlacoche

In the last days of 8 Days Dad was in negotiations with all sorts of people to save the magazine. One of the options, he swore me to secrecy, is that the Libyans and Colonel Qaddafi would fund the magazine. I don't think he ever considered this seriously, especially not in 1982 when the Libyans were the bete noire of the USA and they were behaving so unpredictably. Another idea he mentioned is that he and his colleagues could start their own magazine. His idea for the name was Compass. Dad used to get up at around five every morning to be at the office before everyone else and he would often come home late. He put so much energy into making that magazine work. Every week he had to get out a full 62 page international magazine 80% of which was copy and only 20% of which was advertising. One day he came home late, very depressed despite the fact that the magazine was doing well. I wondered why. Then, as he went downstairs he mentioned something briefly how people were sometimes disa

Campaign magazine , April 1982: ______________________ The 8 Days crash that left more than a gap in the market _________________________________ Dennis Hackett on the latest publication to founder as the recession marches on _________________________________________________ The 20 strong editorial staff of 8 Days, the weekly international news and business magazine, were having a chapel meeting at their Chiswick offices when a lady from Touche Ross , the publishing company's auditors, walked in, informed them that the company had gone into voluntary liquidation, briefly but helpfully explained how receivership worked and left. It wasn't entirely a surprise. The March issue, distribution of which was completed in the UK, but stopped abroad, already carried a letter by editor Tony Hall with the initial letter of each paragraph spelling out "Goodbye". What was a surprise to the staff was to learn that their March salaries would not be paid and that all was at a standsti

Rivonia trial 16.6.1964 Section (1) Definitions In this act, unless the context otherwise indicates: (viii) "office bearer", in relation to any organization, means a member of the governing or executive body of - (a) the organisation; or (b) any branch, section or committee of the organization or (c) any local, regional or subsidiary body forming part of the organization; (ix) "officer", in relation to any organization, means any person working for the organization or for any branch, section or committee, or for any local, regional or subsidiary body forming part of the organization; (x) "organization" means any association of persons, incorporated or unincorporated, and whether or not it has been established or registered in accordance with any statue; (xii) "publication" means any newspaper, magazine, pamphlet, book, handbill or poster. No. R. 296 DEPARTMENT OF JUSTICE NOTICE IN TERMS OF SECTION FIVE TER OF THE SUPPRESSION

Tacos de xuitlacoche, cuitlacoche or huitlacoche Xuitlacoche: Photo Nicole Nguyen Xuitlacoche has variant spellings: huitlacoche, cuitlacoche, and xuitlacoche. In a way the name of this blog, or at least half of it, is a reproach. It is a response to a programme on Radio 4 where the interviewer was in California reporting on an innovative crop , Corn smut. In other words another little bit of Mexican culture was in the process of being appropriated by US imperialism. The BBC was being sold a pup; or as they say in the US, a crock. Xuitlacoche is a Mexican delicacy. It has been eaten in Mexico for at least three thousand years. If you go to Mexico you see an immense variety of corn. This is because it was the forebears of the Mexicans who took the corn plant out of the wild and domesticated it at about the same millet was being domesticated in the Middle East. Corn has been so important in Mexico that for a long time Mexicans called themselves the children of corn, L

Eve Hall at the Daily nation in 1965 23/10/65. Darling Mom and Dad, Sorry I've been neglecting you so much, but I've been putting all my energies and time into my job - and let me tell you the good news: I've been appointed! Friday last week the editor, George Githii told me, and my salary is £80 a month. Can you believe it? That was the salary Sally started on too, so they are not trying to get off cheaply or anything, they want me because of the work I am doing. And Rene Benzara (the AFP man) told me yesterday that Micheal Curtis feels he has recruited wisely this time. I'm really thrilled and I enjoyed the job tremendously. I've met such interesting people through it too. I think what really swung the balance was the fact that I interviewed the minister, Dr. Mungai (I've enclosed the cutting) and he phoned up to say that he liked the way I had done it; but he phoned the editor, not me, for which I am eternally grateful. Since then I've interviewed al

David J. Hall, M. Sc. (Eng.) D.I.C. Senior Research Engineer P.O. Box 9487 Stanford, California 94305, USA (415) 494 6859 6th April 1976 Skirts for Men The advantages and disadvantages of various forms of body covering. By David J. Hall Ever since the human animal lost whatever fur he may have had on his skin, he has made himself comfortable by covering himself with another skin, woven cloth. Perhaps the first coverings were for warmth; or perhaps to satisfy human vanity. Today, society demands that we always cover some portions of our bodies, the weather still plays an important part in determining how much cover we use. Clothing affects the way we move and function. When we wear a uniform, we are supposed to function according to the role signified. Airline cabin crew wear something that allow us to easily identify them so that we know who to ask for service. However we view the concept of human individuality in practical terms, the paradox is that humans seem to have split into two

Helena, goes up to a man standing under the awning of a carpet shop in an Istanbul market. As she approaches the man is laughing at something the shopkeeper next to him has said. He is thick set. He has two day stubble on his chin and when he laughs Helena can see he's missing a tooth. She thinks: "I've made a mistake." The shopkeeper glances up: "How can I help you? Would you like a carpet?" He grabs the woman's wrist and pulls her inside through the archway. "I haven't come about carpets." "100 dollars for this," he unfolds a closely woven rug, "is a very good price. The best. Where are you from? Serbia? Germany? Italy? Helena wrenches her hand away. The grip of the man leaves a hot painful, band on her wrist. "A taxi driver told me to come here." She thinks again: "I've been stupid. I've made a mistake." "He brought you to buy my carpets. Naturally. They are very good carpets. The best.&