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...dirge. Unlike the film, which offers an uplifting coda, the play closes with Rigg's melodramatic reading of a mother's threnody for a dead son from Federico García Lorca's Blood Wedding, which features only briefly in the film. It recounts the moment she finds his carcass: "I licked the blood because it was my blood," she says...
...principal condiments is not - is a miracle of modern commerce. In The Sushi Economy, Sasha Issenberg follows fish along a formidable logistics chain stretching from Canadian fishermen to Japanese auctioneers to Libyan tuna smugglers. He describes a patchwork economy in which traders bid thousands on a carcass, and minor variations in weather send ripples across continents. In Issenberg's view, the sushi trade symbolizes a "virtuous global commerce" - a system of exchange in which handshakes and individual innovations trump the faceless forces of multinational corporations. "Power is decentralized," he writes, "and supply and demand are regulated not by moguls...
...finish-that? school of eating, rarely waiting for the answer before trying to help themselves to someone else's meal. Even top predators like big jungle cats may spend as much time defending a kill as eating it, one of the reasons some of them will carry a carcass up into a tree before tucking...
...young mother enters the shop cradling a baby in a lace bonnet. Omar cuts her a hunk of meat from a carcass hanging in the window, then writes down her name in a ledger. "These are the people who can't pay me. See? Many pages. Thousands of shekels. But how can I refuse them?" he asks. The woman leaves, and the shop is empty save for a few flies stirred in the air by a ceiling...
...first sign that we are entering a dead zone is the carcass of a camel, gathering flies and red dust. Since camels can go for three weeks without water, according to local farmers, the heap of fur, hair and bleached bones is an ominous sight. We enter a mud-walled, straw-roofed village. Instead of offering the usual smiles and waves, the children duck away. The reason for the villagers' fear becomes evident a few minutes later: nine turbaned men on horseback, members of the Arab militia known as the Janjaweed, appear with rifles over their shoulders. We are gone...