The great anthropological cookbooks of the 1960s and 1970s have been all but replaced by the fluffy side-projects of TV personalities, further alienating home cooks from their kitchens.
Yesterday evening, I read that poet Jim Carroll passed away this weekend from a heart attack at just sixty years old. I surprised myself by crying for a man I did not even know.
What will happen to Caster Semenya if it turns out that some part of her anatomy or biochemistry does not conform to a biological picture of sex in which internal, external, and chromosomal status all match?