A rolling stone …
I look forward to end of year lists. Sometimes I am persuaded to read a book I might otherwise have missed. I’d rather read of somebody’s enthusiasms than their critical analyses. A combination of both is best. So Stephen Moss’s Guardian piece annoyed me. “There is no evidence that anyone reads these self-satisfied musings” he writes, rather begging the question.
When things threaten to get serious and Moss mentions Muriel Spark’s comments on Azar Nafisi’s Reading Lolita in Tehran, he can only say: “This is definitely the book to mention at highbrow Christmas parties.”
Might it be that petty, smug and facetious articles like this are our own form of censorship?
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