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More reading in the west

After my recent post surrounding Azar Nafisi's Reading Lolita in

Tehran, there's a response by Amardeep Singh. I'd like to reply here,

although my reply extends beyond it as there is nothing in particular

he says with which I disagree.

First, I have to say that I have yet to read the book. The copy in my

local library is currently borrowed, unlike all the other literary

critical works. Need we wonder why?! My concern, as this suggests, is

with the `credulous critical reception'. I read many reviews when it

came out and I don't recall one mentioning the acknowledgement given

to Paul Wolfowitz. I would have found that difficult to forget. This

is why my interest was aroused.

Imagine the reviews of a similar book by someone unjustly-detained at

Guantanamo Bay (though one doubts that they have access to a library)

that included a dedication to a leading member of Al Qaeda. Would this

be a side issue? For this reason I took the phrase `objectively

pro-fascist' (which I'd never heard before) to mean one who is not

themselves fascist but who lends their support to fascists through

expediency or complacency. Since then I've discovered that it was a

phrase Orwell used to label pacifism in the face of Hitler. So I

understood right. For pacifism, I now read the liberals who regard the

manifold corruption and aggression of the Bush junta as part of the

legitimate spectrum of opinion.

But back to the reception of the book. There's an unspoken imperative

running through its uncritical welcome, something that probably has

little to do with the book itself. This is that literature must remain

an escape. Reading Lolita in the west must remain happily meaningless;

an indulgence afforded by our 'freedom'. (I'm not expecting Michael

Wood's brilliant book on Nabokov, for instance, to become a bestseller

on the back of Nafisi's success). It can mean something only when used

as a defence against our official enemies. This is what I was thinking

of when I referred to a possible `literary resistance'. Trying to

think about it now after another long day of wage-slavery, I can only

recall Elizabeth Costello (of the eponymous novel) trying to explain

her distress to her son:

I no longer know where I am. I seem to move around perfectly easily

among people, to have perfectly normal relations with them. Is it

possible, I ask myself, that all of them are participating in a crime

of stupifying proportions? Am I fantasizing it all? I must be mad! Yet

every day I see the evidences.

What is thrilling about this novel is that there's a moral and

literary challenge in the story (though in effect they are the same)

that includes itself and our own reading habits. The pages on Paul

West's novel are particularly chilling. As might be expected,

Coetzee's novel was patronised, ridiculed and dismissed by critics

(I'm thinking of Jonathan Yardley in the US and Robert Macfarlane here

in the UK) who don't like to have the little people's escape tunnel

routed back into areas which they require fiction to keep at a

distance. And I mean fiction in itself, not its subject.

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Literary and other links

* British Literary Blogs

* ReadySteadyBook blog

* Spurious

* Book Depository: Editor's Corner

* The Literary Saloon

* The Existence Machine

* The Reading Experience

* Scarecrow Comment

* Guardian Books Blog

* The Quarterly Conversation

* KCRW Bookworm

* BookForum

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* Todd Colby's Glee Farm

* Three per cent

* Tales from the Reading Room

* The Bibliophilic Blogger

* The Penguin Blog

* TLS: Peter Stothard

* Mary Beard

* Nomadics: Pierre Joris

* Lenin's Tomb

* Dispatches from Zembla

* Waggish

More literary blogs

* Jonathan Swift's Journal to Stella

* The Best of New Writing on the Web

* John Self's Asylum

* Anatomy of Melancholy

* The Truth About Lies

* Nigel Beale: Nota Bene

* Thomas McGonigle's ABC of Reading

* Vertigo: Collecting WG Sebald

* Un Arbre dans la Ville

* The Wooden Spoon

* The Joyful Knowing

* The Reader Onliine

* In Abstentia Out

* Jacob Russell's Barking Dog

* eNotes Book Blog

* Diderot's Diary

Book buying

* *Steve's Wishlist*

* The Book Depository - Cheap books and free delivery

* Booksprice - price comparisons

* Abebooks

Favoured author sites

* Maurice Blanchot

* Thomas Bernhard (German equivalent)

* Gabriel Josipovici

* Peter Handke (German equivalent)

* Princeton Dante Project

* Proust: Temps Perdu

* The Kafka Project

* Charlotte Mandell

* Noam Chomsky

* John Pilger

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