Found a great and lengthy article (It is seldom possible to find an article long enough to warrant sitting down and reading it on a Sunday morning over breakfast) on Kapuscinski and, I think, a review of his final book, "Travels With Herodotus."
The article, as with most reviews, is not only about the book in question but about some of the most discussed issues swirling around the late author's oeuvre: Was he a journalist with some taint of the fictional in his work? Was he a communist spy? Were his works allegories meant to hoodwink his communist benefactors? And on and on. In the end, who cares? The man could write and who doesn't fictionalize even in their daily interactions with friends and colleagues?
Thank God for publications like the The Nation which allow editorial space for articles worthy of the the title. Publications which treat the written word as worthy of being printed and not just as 'gray space' which can only be alleviated by the use of shiny graphics to give its readers a break from the labour of reading.
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