Horace Engdahl: Man of The (European) People
STOCKHOLM, Sweden (AP) - The man who announces the Nobel Prize in literature says the United States is too "insular" and ignorant to compete with Europe when it comes to great writing.
In an exclusive interview with The Associated Press, Horace Engdahl said Tuesday that "Europe still is the center of the literary world."
Engdahl is the permanent secretary of the Swedish Academy, which selects the literature prize winner. He is expected to announce the winner in the coming weeks.
Engdahl says the U.S. "is too isolated, too insular" and doesn't really "participate in the big dialogue of literature."
Since Japanese poet Kenzaburo Oe won in 1994, the selections have had a distinct European flavor. The last American winner was Toni Morrison in 1993.
We don't "participate in the big dialogue of literature?"
Umm, maybe that's because every ten years or so Europe has yet another genocide or ethnic cleansing catastrophe it must have a "big dialogue" about for the next fifty years in its art and literature because it's so guilty for letting it happen over and over and over again, asshole.
What a steaming pile of horse shit, Mr. Nobel Prize. As my Zeyda would have said, "I vouldn't vaste my piss on your award!"
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