Donkeyshott & Xuitlacoche

Soweto Chamber

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  White asparagus, photo by justbecause, flickr Think of a vegetable, an expensive vegetable. Think of asparagus. What colour is it? What, to you, does a real stalk of asparagus look like? Do an experiment. Google "asparagus" images and the page is green. I have always been puzzled by green asparagus. It's wrong. It doesn't fit. It's too small. One end of the asparagus can be hard and chewy and the other mush. This is not what I remember. This is not asparagus. Asparagus is white and phallic, not weedy. And yet all we see in the shops is green asparagus. Very odd. Asparagus has always been a great delicacy, but these green stalks are small and underwhelming and they taste... well they taste too green - indelicate. Real asparagus is a thick white stalk about nine inches long and - if it's peeled carefully - 1 to 2 centimetres in diameter. The asparagus is boiled, it should be very soft and not crunchy at all. The tip retains its shape. You can buy them e

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Franz Kafka in 1905 "Born in 1883, Franz Kafka came from a German-speaking Jewish family in Prague, Czechoslovakia. He is the greatest German writer of our time. Such poets as Rilke or such novelists as Thomas Mann are dwarfs or plaster saints in comparison to him. He read for law at the German university in Prague and from 1908 on he worked as a petty clerk, a small employee, in a very Gogolian office for an insurance company. Hardly any of his now famous works, such as his novels The Trial (1925) and The Castle (1926) were published in his lifetime. His greatest short story "The Metamorphosis," in German "Die Verwandlung," was written in the fall of 1912 and published in Leipzig in October 1915. In 1917 he coughed blood, and the rest of his life, a period of seven years, was punctuated by sojourns in Central European sanatoriums. In those last years of his short life (he died at the age of forty), he had a happy love affair and lived with his mistress in Ber

 Whether Fascists  misunderstood Darwin or not,they were inspired by him.  And Darwin himself was a racist. The method of natural selection as proposed by Darwin, is a logical and common sense one and easy for a layperson to understand,  though he or she may not understand the ramifications and implications of Darwin's theory.  However, the effect of the social philosophy derived from Darwinism has been catastrophic. It has destroyed all viable notions of the good, as such, and has turned morality into the plaything of evolutionary psychologists, anthropologists and sociologists - the phrenologists and Lysenkoists of our day.  Unfortunately for the Darwinian purists, who protest so much, Darwin himself speculated in racial futures. He himself was a social Darwinist. Read Charles Darwin, in his own words: "At some future period, not very distant as measured by centuries, the civilized races of man will almost certainly exterminate, and

Mass in B minor "Agnus Dei" Jesu mein Freude O Tod, wie bitter bist Du? Kindertotenlieder Wenn dein Mutterlein Stabat Mater, RV621 "III. O quam tristis"