Wednesday, May 18, 2005


The London Observer, November 18, 1822:
It is estimated that more than a million bushels of human and inhuman bones were imported last year from the continent of Euope into the port of Hull. The neighborhood of Leipzig, Austerlitz, Waterloo, and all of the places where, during the late bloody war, the principle battles were fought, have been swept alike of the bones of the hero and the horse on which he rode. Thus collected from every quarter, they have been shipped to the port of Hull and thence forwarded to the Yorkshire bone grinders who have erected steam-engines and powerful machinery for the purpose of reducing them to a granularly state. In this condition they are sold to the farmers to manure their lands. (War is a force that gives us meaning 31)
I'm now wondering about Rwanda, Ethiopia, Eritrea, Iraq, Guatemala... Wars

Gingerbread Hearts anyone? (Don't get it? Read Hedges' book.)

I am sure, in America, we are consuming more mint tea, more couscous, more hummus than ever before. Is the fruit of trade, of open-mindedness, goodwill? No, it is the ancient way of the cannibals, their desire to incorporate the other and the other's power into one's own body in order to grow stronger.