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Of particular interest are the chapters on the mythologising of the 'Busby Babes', the young team that perished in the Munich air disaster in 1958. White examines the impact of the disaster on the club's brand, and the manner in which it has been exploited.
Although not a beat poem, a Peter Steele poem shares Ginsberg's aesthetic of the poem as measure of breath. Breath is commanding like an original lecture, enspiriting like a true sermon, propulsive like a perfect dinner conversation.
First she gave up sugar in her tea. His Catholic guilt nagged him, and he followed suit. Then came fat-free milk. There is a puritan streak in today's narcissistic culture of gyms and dieting that makes anathema many of life's little luxuries.
Where Obama waxed lyrical about kings and pioneers, Rudd rhymed clumsily about Iced Vo Vos and getting on with the job. Australians don't do magnificence, and our national 'shyness' is nowhere clearer than in our political rhetoric.
'Lee and Christine Rush are your average Ozzie couple, except that their teenage son Scott is on death row in Bali having been convicted of being a hapless drug mule. It will not go down well on the streets of Jakarta if Australians are baying for the blood of the Bali bombers one month and then pleading to save our sons and daughters the next month.'
George Orwell and Evelyn Waugh occupied opposing aesthetic, philosophical and political poles. This conceptually agile book suggests they attained moral — if not spiritual — agreement from fundamentally opposing directions.
Muqtada al-Sadr's rhetoric against US occupation and the establishment of an armed militia saw him cast as a firebrand and rogue cleric in international media. This book contextualises his rapid rise to authority in post-Saddam Iraq.
Today I returned from one of the areas most affected by the cyclone. I have seen the suffering of the graceful people who live in these parts. Burma is in deep mourning, but we are doing what we can to help.
Camus' plague was a metaphor for the Second World War German occupation of France. Our plague is no metaphor. It's the truth of the planet's advancing impatience with its reckless colonisers.
We are part of a crowd walking slowly down to the river bank to watch the fireworks. People smile at me, because I am not one of them. I can appreciate this part of their culture, even though I am a foreigner.
The situation of Christians in Bethlehem is difficult, and many are leaving. It is hard to shed tears for Jewish victims of the Holocaust while living under Israeli military occupation, and it is equally difficult being part of a Christian minority in a predominately Middle Eastern Muslim society.
Following their humiliating World Cup Rugby loss to France earlier this month, New Zealanders are wondering whether the Garden of Eden really does lie on the other side of the try line.
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