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Why I love Capitalism by Aurélie Beatley I love capitalism because I’m a soulless consumerist wretch, and I’m not sorry. Actually, I love capitalism because I’m familiar, first-hand, with the soft-core socialism that permeates most of Europe, and that system is idiosyncratic, at best. See, my grandparents live in a small provincial capital in Southern [...]

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Not even you, Ralph Fiennes, could save the political dead weight that is The Constant Gardener; directed by Fernando Meirelles ( City of God ), screenplay by Jeffrey Caine (GoldenEye) from the best-selling novel by John le Carre. What a shame this movie is, for the potential it had. Moving images of the sick and impoverished in many African villages. A director who has taken on (and brilliantly) the topics of poverty, fear and corruption before. Consummate performers rounding out the cast (including Rachel Weisz in a terrific--albeit ill-written--role). What's not to succeed?

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Katrina holds up a shattered mirror to the racism and hypocrisy of U.S. institutions.

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With the success and/or undeserved publicity surrounding Jeanne-Claude's and Christo's 16-day exhibition of The Gates in New York's own Central Park, do you ever wonder what kind of life you would lead if you were a bona fide public artist, working outside the gallery circles?

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by Caroline Keem Last February 14th my significant other, my partner in crime in a biiiiiiig long distance relationship decided to call me up to “wish you a Happy Valentine’s Day” (after weeks of phone silence). He was on the subway, heading to work. I could hear people talking, the rattle of the train and [...]

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On the eve of Haiti's 200th year Celebration of Independence, I sat on my parent's living room floor listening to my father talk about Haitian politics. Although our home is miles away from Haiti in the New York City borough of Queens, his face on that day was masked with urgent discontent as he began to outline the festivities planned for the momentous occasion. There was also a level of cynicism in his voice as he made his way closer to where I sat and reclined in a nearby chair.

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