Headed for one of the North Shore Beaches

I pause, on my way out, to look at the news on the Internet:  (item) Yves-St. Laurent est mort.  D'une façon indéfinissable ceci me touche personnellement.  J'avais toujours le sens nébuleux pendant nos vies contemporaines d'avoir quelque chose de commun avec lui:  son génie peut-être, qui en face du grand jour de la haute couture qui semblait toujours l'éblouir, avait une intériorité nette et sèche, tout à fait à lui--et tout pareille au mien.

(item) With scarcely any acknowledgement at all from the world press--the headline on BBC News is brutally pejorative [Whose interests are we defending here?]:  "Bolivia Grabs Control [like a band of Pirates? or Gangsters?] of Gas Firm:  The Bolivian government has continued its nationalisation of key industries--taking full control of a key gas pipeline company.  President Evo Morales [my hero!] said Transredes had been seized after the foreign firms which owned half of it failed to agree [to] a share buy-back.  Transredes transports Bolivia's natural gas to clients [?] in Brazil and Argentina....Ashmore Energy International and Royal Dutch Shell [!], which held stakes, have yet to comment on the move...."  Indeed.  And what if they should "comment"?