Monday, May 16, 2016
Having time to read: this is for me one of the biggest silver linings of my childlessness.
I have just finished reading Bernhard Schlink's The Reader (I read it already a decade ago, I also watched the movie). It is brilliant.
Don't ask me why I tend to choose novels about Holocaust lately. I don't know. Perhaps on some subconscious level I want to be reminded how dark world is and how easily it is to manipulate crowds to do evil things. When you see world as such, perhaps it is a blessing not having a child.
(and no, evil things aren't something from deep past. My uncle was kidnapped, tortured for two months and then murdered in the war in Bosnia. Only because he was muslim and because he was defending his village. It was heartbreaking to see my granny, she lived another ten years after loosing her youngest son, crying each single day for the last ten years of her life).