The Student Movement, México, 1968 I. EL ZÓCALO, 27 AGOSTO You cannot tell us to return home, not tonight y no nunca. We have 300,000 question marks assembled in this plaza, arm-in-arm. We have the railworkers, we have the constitution, we have climbed to ring the bells of la catedral, we have marched through the [...]

Everything is green and wet outside the train windows. Typical weather for Cornwall, they’re telling me. I’m four hours into a five-hour train trip from London, on my way to the TipofyourTongue Festival where I’ll be for the next week. “A far way to come for just a week,” a woman on the train just [...]