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...other words, it was music defined by class. In the corner of southeastern Michigan where I grew up, the music you listened to had everything to do with class--in a new way that transcended the old English sense, which had to do only with how you were born, and the old American sense, which had to do only with how much money you had. Sure, if you lived in tony Grosse Pointe, you were more likely to listen to Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark than, say, Foghat. But even we alternateens with blue-collar parents saw ourselves as separate...
...southeastern Ninh Thuan province, home to half the country's Chams, the heirs of the once proud people are more concerned about preserving their current culture and teaching the precepts of their faith to their children in private religious schools. In Phum Soai, a small cluster of Islam in An Giang province, sarongs, prayer caps and head scarves mingle with the more familiar conical hats and trousers, and people make a living fishing, farming and weaving cloth in traditional Cham patterns. The area has no fewer than 12 mosques, and town elder Ismail has just returned from a cherished journey...
...LICE Thought to be tiny jellyfish larvae, they'll sneak into your Speedo and leave hundreds of itchy bites. They're back at southeastern and western Florida beaches after a 20-year hiatus...
Initially, the Oufkir family, which included Malika and Abdellatif, who began serving his sentence at age 3, were imprisoned in a remote area in southeastern Morocco. For years they lived in almost constant isolation from one another in cells infested with scorpions, rats, cockroaches and fleas. Their possessions, including family photos, were destroyed by sadistic guards in a bonfire. After 15 years of misery came the "Night of the Long Knives": Malika's mother Fatima and her eldest son tried to commit suicide, and Malika slit the wrists of a sister in a frenzied but failed attempt...
...know more black people than you do," William Earl Faggert is telling me in the office of the Heidelberg Academy, a private southeastern Mississippi school where he is headmaster. We are sitting in his office--or is it a Confederate museum? It has more than a dozen rebel flags, a portrait of Jefferson Davis, a beautifully bound Bible. His shirt pocket is stitched with a Confederate symbol and the words WAVE THE FLAG. I wonder how he could possibly determine which of us knows more black people...