Culture Archive

Chief Inspector Japp. After staying with you for a whole week, Poirot, the least I could do is offer you a spot of lunch, wean you away from that… well, let you taste some proper English cooking. Poirot. And the good Madam Japp, it is today that she returns? Chief Inspector Japp

One potential remedy for human stupidity is a dose of humility. National, religious and cultural tensions are made worse by the grandiose feeling that my nation, my religion and my culture are the most important in the world – hence my interests should come before the interests of anyone else, or of

A must see for anyone who wants to know how science and public opinion is manipulated by big corporations in order for them to make money and to the detriment of the world and the health of the public: Manufacturing Ignorance. Favorite1

In Britain you never have to explain why you drink. You do have to explain why you don’t drink. Because it is not normal. The norm is to drink. There must be something in the British psyche which is making people to want to be inebriated for large parts of their lives.

I could not help but see how true the statement below is for most cultures. Especially for such alienated and dehumanised cultures like the British one. Culture is a type of programming. Usually, bad programming; that is, programming that does not promote the well-being of the individual and the society. Programming that

This is presumably from a poster in a flat in Norwich. “As we finally have our great country back we feel there is one rule to that needs to be made clear to Winchester Tower residents. “We do not tolerate people speaking other languages than English in the flats. “We are now

When I was a 19 year old student I came to live for a year in Italy and one of the things that struck me is how often Italians use the world “bello”. Everything was “bello”, “bello”, “bella”. Italians use the word much more frequently than the Englishmen would say “beautiful”. If

One sunny afternoon, when I was around 13 or 14, I was walking down Tottenham High Road hand-in-hand with one of my uncles. He wasn’t a blood relative but, like many of the older men in my community, I called him uncle. I was born in Kinshasa in the Congo, a society

The family of a teenager, from Bristol, who suffered irreversible eyesight loss after surviving on a diet of chips, white bread and processed snacks and meat have spoken of their heartache. The teenager, now 19, has been a fussy eater from an early age and cannot tolerate the texture of fruit and

Holidays were always very grim because we had a four week holiday: two weeks mummy and two weeks daddy, and the trauma of going from one house to another, and each individual parent trying to make it up in their area with material things rather than the actual tactile stuff, which is