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In the News 04.10.16 : Today’s Articles of Interest from Around the Internets


In the News 04.10.16 : Today’s Articles of Interest from Around the Internets
In the News 04.10.16 : Today’s Articles of Interest from Around the Internets
In the News 04.10.16 : Today’s Articles of Interest from Around the Internets

Once a Bucknell Professor, Now the Commander of an Ethiopian Rebel Army


Berhanu Nega was once one of Bucknell University’s most popular professors. An Ethiopian exile with a Ph.D. from the New School for Social Research in Manhattan, he taught one of the economics department’s most sought-after electives, African Economic Development. When he wasn’t leading seminars or puttering around his comfortable home in a wooded neighborhood five minutes from the Bucknell campus in rural Lewisburg, Pa., Nega traveled abroad for academic conferences and lectured on human rights at the European Parliament in Brussels. “He was very much concerned with the relationship between democracy and development,” says John Rickard, an English professor who became one of his close friends. “He argued that you cannot have viable economic development without democratization, and vice versa.” A gregarious and active figure on campus, he rooted for the Philadelphia Eagles and the Cleveland Cavaliers, campaigned door-to-door for Barack Obama in 2008 and was known as one of the best squash players on the Bucknell faculty. He and his wife, an Ethiopian-born optometrist, raised two sons and sent them to top-ranked colleges, the University of Pennsylvania and Carnegie Mellon. On weekends he sometimes hosted dinners for other Bucknell professors and their families, regaling them with stories about Abyssinian culture and history over Ethiopian food he would prepare himself; he imported the spices from Addis Ababa and made the injera, a spongy sourdough bread made of teff flour, by hand.

Read the rest of this article at The New York Times

Meet Tom Dixon: ex-pop star, occasional sous chef and one of Britain’s best known designers


Once every couple of weeks, Tom Dixon puts on his whites and does a shift as a sous chef at the Dock Kitchen, a restaurant in west London. “Which is a sort of ritual humiliation for me,” he says. “Bottom of the pile – cold starters and desserts is my section.” If you went one day last July you might have sampled his broad-bean skordalia or pistachio and nutmeg cake.

“It’s all just making stuff. I see the parallels between design and production. And it’s another world you can immerse yourself in. I have always been adamant that you get the best ideas when you get out of your comfort zone, and you stop being the bloody expert.”

Dixon cooks at the Dock, but he also designed the place. Now he’s sitting on the terrace on a summer’s day, eating gnocchi and rocket, wearing a lightly rumpled blue shirt. He has a hangdog face and a droll manner. The restaurant sits atop Dixon’s shop, across the canal from his studio, at the very northern end of Ladbroke Grove. His highly polished globe lamps hang in mirrored, bronze clusters from the ceiling. Outside diners sit on his Stamp Chairs, sheets of metal first cut on a huge, computerised punching machine, then folded into shape by another – the design is all rivets and ribs.

This used to be a Victorian cinder-block recycling centre; more recently it was the headquarters of Virgin Records. The kitchen used to be their canteen; it’s plausible, Dixon notes, that the Spice Girls ate there.

Read the rest of this article at Wired


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My Son, the Prince of Fashion


Half an hour late, and just ahead of his minder—he was always a step ahead of his ponderous old minder—Abraham Chabon sauntered into the room where the designer Virgil Abloh was giving a private preview of Off-White’s collection for spring-summer 2017 to a small group of reporters, editorial directors, and fashion buyers. Abe’s manner was self-conscious, his cheeks flushed, but if his movements were a bit constrained they had an undeniable grace. Saunter was really the only word for it.

“Now, this dude here, that’s what I’m talking about,” Abloh said, smiling at Abe from the center of the room, the attic of an old photo studio in the Latin Quarter: crisscrossing steel beams, wide pine floorboards, every surface radiant with whitewash except for the gridded slant of windows in the steep-pitched roof. From their folding chairs opposite the atelier windows, the buyers and editors turned to see what Abloh was talking about. So did the four male models lined up and slouching artfully in front of the people in the folding chairs. By the time his minder caught up with him, everyone in the room seemed to have their eyes on Abe. Prompt people never get to make grand entrances.

Read the rest of this article at GQ

Five Days That Shaped a Presidency


On August 25, after a short trip to Baton Rouge to assess flooding in Louisiana and before what will likely be his last visit to China on Air Force One, Barack Obama sat down at the White House to reflect on the past eight years. He led America through a period of dramatic, convulsive change — an era that New York Magazine explores this week in its cover story. Before his conversation with Jonathan Chait, he chose five moments that, he believes, will have outsized historical impact. Here is their conversation in full.

Read the rest of this article at New York Magazine

‘I Will Kill All the Drug Lords’

The making of Rodrigo Duterte

ATTENTION EDITORS - VISUAL COVERAGE OF SCENES OF INJURY OR DEATH Jennelyn Olaires, 26, cradles the body of her partner, who was killed on a street by a vigilante group, according to police, in a spate of drug related killings in Pasay city, Metro Manila, Philippines July 23, 2016. A sign on a cardboard found near the body reads: "Pusher Ako", which translates to "I am a drug pusher." REUTERS/Czar Dancel     SEARCH "CZAR DRUGS" FOR THIS STORY. SEARCH "THE WIDER IMAGE" FOR ALL STORIES       TPX IMAGES OF THE DAY - RTSKEVM

In the Philippines, the end of Ferdinand Marcos’s 20-year dictatorship in 1986 was a tumultuous time. The new government of Corazon Aquino was being challenged on all fronts: from the Right, by ambitious military factions plotting coups; from the Left, by peasant guerrillas and angry protesters demanding radical reforms. In those days, I was working as a journalist in Manila, finally able to cover the country’s problems with corruption, crime, economic stagnation, and insurgency without fear of censors.

In 1987 and 1988, I made several trips to Davao, a sprawling city on Mindanao’s southeastern coast, to report on the convulsions rocking that city. Back then, Davao was known not so much for its balmy breezes, rich fisheries, and expansive plantations, but for a brutal campaign against a communist insurgency, sparked by widespread military abuses during the Marcos regime and longstanding problems of poverty and inequality. The breakdown in law and order had also made it a fertile breeding ground for crime. “Each day, some two to three people were killed and thrown in a ditch,” one longtime resident said. Agdao, the city’s biggest slum, was famously called “Nicaragdao.” The streets were gridded with checkpoints manned by nervous soldiers, their Armalites at the ready. But that didn’t deter unknown gunmen from shooting criminals and policemen, often in broad daylight. In 1985, Asiaweek branded Davao “Murder City.”

Read the rest of this article at The Atlantic

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