The People Who Listened To

I Have A Hard Time Imagining A Country Or A Government Where I Would Say, "oh, This Is Good," Where I Could Live Under A Government That I Respect For A Day Or A Week, Even To See What It Feels Like.

Cliché Activates The Comfortable Mental Laziness, We Sort Of Revert To The Domain Of The Already-familiar, What We Have Already Imagined So That It Doesn't Seem That Bad.

Europe Is A Rapidly Changing Place, On Every Level. Immigration, Post-communist Transitions, The Unification, Steady Presence Of War And Conflict, The Inescapable Challenges To The Notion Of National Literature/culture-it All Exerts Pressure Upon Writers Who Must Be Aware Of The Transformational Possibilities Of The Situation.

There's No Bad Writing; You Did Something. I Was Operating Inside Language, And I Did Something. I'm Not Ashamed Of It.

We Knew - But Didn't Want To Know - What Was Going To Happen, The Sky Descending Upon Our Heads Like The Shadow Of A Falling Piano In A Cartoon.