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Monday, 06 July 2009


I read this book when I was a teenager too, and I only remembered that I was very impressed by it. Like you, I didn't remember how much he focused on small things of daily life. However, it makes sense to keep one's attention on the present when they have no possibility of deciding for themselves, no freedom of any kind, and little perspectives for the future. I guess it is the condition for survival. Then it also makes sense to try and protect the body first and keep alive; this is the only goal they have.
Now, I am wondering if people still read this book now that the Berlin Wall and its political consequences are over (just 20 years ago).
Of course, there are the books you mention, but we shall not forget that there still are people on this earth who live in, or under the threat of, similar camps.
Anyway, enjoy your visit in Saint-Petersburg, it should be grand!

To Dark Puss
I just want to say hello to you, Dark Puss, I am glad to talk to you now and then. If you are on the continent, you may have suffered from the hellish heat lately. Happy holidays to you too!

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