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Thursday 10 December 2015

“When We Don’t Speak We Become Unbearable . . . “

Hello Gentle Reader

“And When We Do, We Make Fools Of Ourselves.”

One again Gentle Reader, there is Thursday on the calendar, and there is once again the urge to speak – or in this case write; if only to fill the silent void and in the process make a fool of myself. Nonetheless stating nothing, becomes unbearable and the oppression of silence looms overhead, and becomes a noise in itself; a scream that pounds within the confines of the skull, but unable to see fruition in some unintelligible audible sound, because the tongue is twisted. So scream; if only silently.

Well Gentle Reader, it is done. Nobel Week finds itself wrapping up in Stockholm. Praise has been given; lectures delivered. The medals are doled out; diploma’s received. Once again faith is restored in humanity. The individuals awarded, were awarded for their achievements, their life time of work: that being innovative or creative; all for the betterment of mankind. And yet what dire straits mankind find itself, in now. Terrorism, bombing, invasions – talks of war! Joy is fleeting; but anger and hatred? They are ruthless, relentless and unending in a cycle that breeds itself in numerous incarnates.

This year’s Nobel Laureate in Literature Svetlana Alexievich has made a career of exploring these deplorable and dark situations, and chronicles the plight and survival of the human soul within these situations: war, mass murder, disaster/catastrophe, economic scarcity. Alexievich has recorded the Soviet individual and the post-soviet individual. The reality: grim. The results: grim. The potential: great – with hesitation. As Alexievich has stated in her Nobel Lecture titled: “On the Battle Lost,”

[ In reference to Russia, and the current state of Eastern Europe; and in a larger scale the world ]

“The question was posed: what kind of country should we have? A strong country, or a worthy one where people can live decently? We chose the former – a strong country. Once again we are living in an era of power.”

There were some slight reservations, when it was announced that Svetlana Alexievich became this year’s Nobel Laureate in Literature. Journalism is considered more of a profession, then a literary endeavour. The form itself requires complete objectivity; and yet Alexievich has done away with the cool chronicling, and instead has become a recorder of human hardship, as well as a cartographer of the human soul in its darkest nights, its bleakest presents, and its dire futures. Her heart has always been placed in her subject matter. Often mapping the Soviet individual’s attempts at coming to terms with its past, and now its present, after the dissolution of the Soviet Union, and the results as she lied out in the above quote, are profoundly disappointing. Alexievich has stated herself, it is not the difficulties in which we endure that make her sad, it is our inability to learn from this suffering, and our advertent or inadvertent desire to repeat it, over and over again.

Though her work may not be defined as being strictly literary, by all literature definitions (prose, poetry, or drama) Svetlana Alexievich does fit the will when it states, that the award should go to a writer who: “in the field of literature the most outstanding work in an ideal direction.” Though Alexievich is not a writer of ideology, she certainly gets to the point when discussing ideals, and their effects on societies and civilisations, as she listens to the stories of many witnesses of history, and attempts to understand why we continue to make the same mistakes, over and over again.

 Thank-you For Reading Gentle Reader
Take Care
And As Always
Stay Well Read

M. Mary

Congratulations again to you Svetlana Alexievich. 

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