<![CDATA[Jezebel: economist]]> http://tags.gawker.com/assets/base/img/thumbs140x140/jezebel.com.png <![CDATA[Jezebel: economist]]> http://jezebel.com/tag/economist http://jezebel.com/tag/economist <![CDATA[Hey Public! What Do You Like To Read About? Because We're Kinda Stumped]]> What sells magazines? There's a new issue of the MIN media industry newsletter out, and the only sure answer is "Not Britney Spears And Isaac Cohen," a pair responsible for the worst-selling issues of both Us Weekly and OK! (Who the fuck is Isaac Cohen? After the jump!) But everything else was confusing. Do we love bad news? Because rumors that Angie and Brad were on the rocks gave both InTouch and its sister publication Life & Style its bestselling covers. But the equally tragic demise of Katie and Tom gave Life & Style its worst-selling cover. (InTouch's worst cover was about the also-sad Virginia Tech massacre.) But what of the Good Old Days? Rolling Stone's best-selling cover was all about 1967, but Newsweek's worst-selling cover was all about 1968.


Perhaps the most depressing news came from the magazines read by supposedly smart people. The worst-selling issues of BusinessWeek, the Economist, Fortune, Forbes and the Canadian L'actualite concerned, respectively, "How Business Trounced the Trial Lawyers," George W. Bush's destructive obsession with Palestinian statecraft, the revival of the nuclear power industry in America, "Will You Get Cancer?" and refugees from North Korea — all topics I'd like to know more about!

The bestselling covers for those titles are almost too lame to go into, but: "Where to Invest", "International Investing", "100 Best Companies To Work For" and "Being French Canadian In North America" gives an idea.

I'd be depressed for myself, since this would seem to suggest I have absolutely no clue what it takes to bait you all, but I already knew that thanks to this helpful pageview counter thing, and anyway, having worked for magazines I know for a fact everyone who worked on the above packages totally fucking loathed every minute of it. Meanwhile, North Korean refugees are always interesting. Is it possible editors and writers just share no interests with their readers?

Anyway, Isaac Cohen. I know, you don't give a shit, but I'm telling you because it's good for you: he ...seems to have appeared in a Payless commercial and may have been using Britney to "further his career." Nice try!

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<![CDATA[If You Can't Afford Rice In Haiti, You Eat Dirt]]> Global food prices are so high Haitians are feeding themselves dirt — or more specifically, mud cookies made with salt and vegetable shortening. AP reporter Jonathan Katz sampled one: it had "a smooth consistency and sucked all the moisture out of the mouth as soon as it touched the tongue. For hours, an unpleasant taste of dirt lingered." To be sure, this isn't some innovation borne simply of the desperation of the time; Haiti has long been the poorest country in the Western hemisphere (Here's a decent primer as to why), and the immune system strengthening power of dirt cookies, or "pica" have long made them such a staple of the impoverished woman's prenatal diet in many parts of Latin America and the Caribbean that some women actually get cravings for them during pregnancy (which, as you can imagine, is not one of those urges the childbirth authorities of the U.S. encourage acting upon.)

But it's a scary reminder of how prohibitively expensive basic needs have become in the Third World, thanks to famine, oil prices and our fucking ethanol subsidies (which I'll remind you again, only McCain seems to oppose.) Two cups of rice at the market in Haiti cost sixty cents these days, which is awfully high, but Haiti is an island and a net importer of food. Bangladesh is suffering a similar fate, though the government has stepped in to lower the cost of basic food commodities.

And with that I suppose I should tell you that if you just started jonesing for a Mississippi mud pie with a side order of Rocky Road, um, you're a terrible person but you are not alone.

Poor Haitians Resort to Eating Dirt
Kevin Sites In The Hot Zone: Haitian Mud Pies [Yahoo]
Related: Why Is Haiti So Poor?
Bangladesh Steps Up Food Aid For Poor
Next Power Antibiotic Born From Haitian Dirt [Boston]
Pica and Pregnancy
Earlier: Will The 'End Of Cheap Food' Make Us Thin Again?

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<![CDATA[Angelina Jolie Reminds Economist Readers Of Their Public Jury Duty]]> angelinaeconomist.jpgYesterday we brought you the news Angelina Jolie (!) would be penning a column in the Economist's "World In 2008" supplement. This morning we actually read the column, thanks to a highly-placed source at a celebrity tabloid. It is about Darfurian genocide; specifically, how she would like to see the perpetrators of that genocide put on trial. "Make no mistake, the existence of these trials alone changes behavior," she wrote. "Like the Nuremberg Trials ended anti-Semitism?" the Anonymous Lobbyist wanted to know. To be sure, Pol Pot stayed alive under house arrest all those years after spearheading the butchery of a third of the Cambodian population, but when he heard the Khmer Rouge would be handing him over to be tried for war crimes, he totally killed himself! Argh. Okay, but we don't need Harvey Levin to tell us: there's something about a trial that makes it all seem real. The endless cross-examinations, the recesses and the crappy courtroom food; you usually don't leave one without thinking, "Wow, something really fucked up happened there and despite some conflicting testimony I'm pretty sure I can see how it all went down!" And think of all the celebrities who'd flock to the Hague! Do they have any better ideas?

Oh, uh, well actually maybe yeah. (Thanks Dave Eggers!):

Then, what might very well be the most effective tactic yet was unveiled by none other than Mia Farrow. I was aware of Farrow's work as an ambassador with the UN over the years, but I was unprepared for the editorial she wrote in the Wall Street Journal, on March 28, in which she made a connection that I had not heard before, and one that, at first, seemed a bit extreme. Because China is the major buyer of Sudan's oil, and supplies the Sudanese government with cash and weapons, it has been a focus of Darfur activists for a long time. Farrow knew that the Chinese are very much looking forward to the Beijing Olympics in 2008. They even asked Steven Spielberg to film the opening ceremonies. So Farrow wrote an open letter to Spielberg in the Wall Street Journal, noting that if he continued to work with the Chinese without holding them partially to account, he might "go down in history as the Leni Riefenstahl of the Beijing Games".

It seemed like an almost cruel gambit, but it worked. Spielberg was unaware of the connection between China and Darfur, and he was outraged. He wrote a letter to President Hu, urging action. President Hu dispatched his foreign minister, Zhai Jun, to meet with Sudan's president, Omar al- Bashir. No one knows what was said behind closed doors, but the meeting revealed China's Achilles heel. Khartoum has now agreed in theory to accept UN peacekeepers in Darfur, and there are other encouraging developments. If the temperature was at 101 a few months ago, it's certainly at 102 now. And I was happy to be reminded, by the cumulative effect of all these efforts, public and private, obvious and cunning, that every one of them matters.

Oh right. Mia Farrow and her "Genocide Olympics." Can she be in a movie again already?

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