Torch Song in Vienna by Michael Hofmann | The New York Review of BooksKarl Kraus reminds me of those indomitable little toy automobiles exhibited on trays by their vendors, which strike the parapet, roll over, right themselves, and carry on regardless, as long as their batteries will drive them. And presumably with an unwavering sense of mission and purpose. Not to me...
Posted by Michael Zeleny on 14 Oct 2013, 16:59
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