Donuts are for children and for yanquis. When a parent feeds a child a donut, s/he grounds the youngster in the ethnic chaos of yanquidom. I knew a yanqui once, he lived here for a year or two. He used to write with spray-paint on the walls of the state office-buildings; for example he did it here at the National Library one time. Finally he was sent away. He used to write, "CIA + FBI = TWA + PANAM," things like that. Things that meant nothing.