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...first time in a decade, there are economies in Latin America that are doing better than in rich countries.' AUGUSTO DE LA TORRE, chief economist at the World Bank, on why fewer Latin Americans are immigrating...
...kept in check. Typical of Albarn's various cultural adventures, he doesn't attempt to pass as a local; the details and pentatonic scale may come from Chinese folk music, but the playful melodies are rooted in pop. The fluttering female voices on "Heavenly Peach Banquet" resolve as the la-la-la-la-las from Minnie Ripperton's "Lovin' You." "Iron Rod" sounds like R2-D2 rapping on a dance floor. "The Living Sea" is a ballad of such delicacy that it feels like a love song in any language. The music does a fair job of telling Monkey...
...developing nations. Droughts, commodity market speculation, and spiked food, oil, and biofuel prices also bring sorrow. While some first-graders will say goodbye to friends when they are forced to move houses in Indianapolis, more six-year-olds will die from the lack of cooking oil in Dhaka and La...
French journalist and philosopher (apparently still at least a part-time profession in the 21st century) Levy is in full finger-wagging mode in this latest polemic. Unlike the grounded, tangible arguments of 2006's excellent American Vertigo--in which he roamed the U.S. la Tocqueville and painted a portrait of a nation both majestic and mad--there's an intellectual ranginess to Dark Times that makes it difficult to pin down. The object of Levy's ire is the left, or rather, "the monsters that the new laboratories of what we in Europe call Leftism and what Americans...
...Will Probably Be Living in a Box.” We’ve built up our quads so we can climb to our eighth-floor garrets with comparative ease. We’ve even learned the warning signs of consumption in case things should take a turn for La Boheme. Each summer, we intern in art studios and theaters and support ourselves by waiting tables. At lunch time, we sit in the park and gaze longingly as our classmates walk by in their business suits, jingling gold coins in their pockets and throwing Rolexes to the squirrels...