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...great number of our countrymen will not be cooking ye Xmas turkey or ye mince pie at all. They are instead preparing outlandish dishes that I can barely spelle or pronownce. These platters have such names as ortolans á la périgourdine, chausson de jambon au foie gras et truffes, polio in umido, media yemista, klephtiko charti, kalua pig, civet de lievre, poularde de Bresse a la demi-deuil, moussaka, agnello in vescica con ginepro, frit-tatas, beignets, gaufrettes, gazpacho, gefullte Schweinerippchen, pastello di pesce, dim sum, kaeng keao wan, shashlik, crudites, ratatouille, pho, ktapodi krassato, calfs head (aargh!) caillou...
...drizzle gave way to heavy rains and eventually to squalls. In the tiny hamlet of Komali in Andhra state, on the Bay of Bengal, the parson of Christ Church flung open the church doors and called his flock from their thatched houses. "Come unto me, all ye that labor and are heavy laden," he intoned in a deep bass, "and I will give you rest." About 125 villagers, most of them harijan (untouchable) converts, took shelter. When winds ranging up to 100 m.p.h. ripped off the roof, the walls crumbled and entombed the congregation; all were found dead the next...
...name is Ozymandias, king of kings: Look on my works, ye Mighty, and despair...
...called time out for "a Holy Ghost break." He began to shout: "Glory to God! Jesus is Lord." The audience rose and joined in. The Scoreboard flashed JESUS IS LORD and then displayed an illuminated portrait of Christ. As the excitement built, a gurgling sound rose from the audience: "Ye ked ee aky shangda." The Charismatics were celebrating the New Testament-period practice of glossolalia, or speaking in tongues...
...Ye gods, the thoughtful, thirtyish ex-Beatles freak may well ask, what is happening to the younger generation? In Tokyo, Chicago and Paris, kids are bumping, grinding, loving, hating, wailing to the loud, raucous, often brutal sounds of punk rock. For a year or so, punk has been flourishing in the seediest rock joints-a Bowery bar called CBGB's in New York, a dingy cavern called the Roxy in London, and The Rat in Boston. There, shock is chic. Musicians and listeners strut around in deliberately torn T shirts and jeans; ideally, the rips should be joined with...