#5: The overlooked history of Black management
Plus seventeen brushes with death, healing foods, Jeff Goldblum
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My energy has been ringfenced for the basics recently (see health note below), so it’s a light newsletter today. Some reading, some eating, a Jeff Goldblum appearance.
Reading + watching
I am, I am, I am: Seventeen Brushes With Death. Detransition, Baby (please, someone make this into a prestige HBO mini-series). English Pastoral: An Inheritance.
The Grassling.
The history of Black management. We need more of this scholarship. Organisational design is too reliant on the (white) histories and narratives told in MBA programmes and the HBR (which aren’t even very good histories or narratives).
What home-working looks like around the world.
How to nurture your social biome. I like the brief exploration of psychology’s obsession with dyadic relationships at the expense of our other social ties.
The delinquent housewives of early home telephony.
I had never seen Maya Angelou performing Still I Rise — playful, mesmerising, defiant. So different to the cautious, reverent way I read it on the page.
The beautiful images in this article about the buildings (and ecosystems) that architects and communities are building in rural China. Reading this, I experience both deep wanderlust and terror at the thought of travel.
Eating
Spiced, fragrant things: Chicken Pho. Hot water with turmeric, ginger, cinnamon, honey and lemon.
Fresh things: Beetroot and frozen berry smoothies. Spaghetti with lots of bitter greens.
Protein and potato things: Sausages and mash, given a hipster upgrade with mashed sweet potatoes and wild garlic, inspired by Northern Irish Champ, which my pal Christa used to make at university. Honest Burger via Deliveroo. Poached eggs on hash browns from the freezer, with sauteed mushrooms.
These are the foods of healing (apart from the sugar things day). It has not been a good run, health-wise. The insomnia of two weeks ago, followed by a histamine reaction to a stir-fry, triggering a mast cell/ autoimmune flare, followed by the vaccine (hurrah!), followed by three days of flueyness* (which meant I had to miss the inaugural session of the writing club I set up), followed by four days of intense fatigue**. The chronic illness domino effect at work again, sigh. Shoutout to my darling brother who did my food shopping when I didn’t leave my flat for five days, and a general shoutout to everyone doing gorgeous care work.
*this is normal, please get your vaccine when offered. ** this is normal for people with ME/CFS, who have stronger vaccine responses and take longer to recover, please get your vaccine when offered.
