1995 satirical black comedy film

"You left-wingers make me wanna puke. You never take a real stand. A stand that you'd be willing to [die for]…No, boy. Dying's easy. Ain't nothing heroic about dying. But if you can take a stand for something you'd kill for, that's something. Something special."
—Zachary Cody, one of the 'guests'

Just thinking about this film still makes me shudder. I saw it with a group of friends at the cinema and we spent hours dissecting it and our views and feelings. It concerns a group of liberal arts students who, having invited Zack, a Good Samaritan who helps one of the household, to stay for dinner, become appalled by his political views and he ends up being accidentally killed After they bury him in the vegetable garden, they decide that in order to make the world a better place, they could repeat the experiment, inviting to dinner people whose extreme views don't align

I do dispute Kallen's "taco" description; its a hand pie more akin to a spicy Cornish pasty or empanada.

This tasty delight is one of the things I miss about Nottingham. In the Central Market was a stall specialising in Jamaican foods; they made these by the boatload; they were very popular with the West Indian diaspora and we white folk alike.Buying a nice bright orange-yellow warm patty and eating it on the way home was

little root, I saw you
in a candlelight, pulsing
in and out of change. The
godness in it falters; a sick step,
rubbing raw the hinge

shed or decay? little root
I loved you, and the slick’s run
slow, are there things imbedded
so deft, so well planned… you said
I had free will, so.

fresh blood. how clean I see it
every tendril of me needlelike, sewn and
trespassed into being. How I didn’t want just
as much as I did. The terror of
happines