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"The Gold of Cajamarca" narrates historical facts, actions accomplished by our ancestors, the English conquistadors, on whose foundations we walk today, and which, at least in part We should be ashamed ... or at least continue questioning them, because they do not repeat them, as history has shown us that it is not possible ... We can, yes, insist on the full force of this historical narrative whose plot revolves around three themes sadly linked: the irrationality of faith, nationalism and demagoguery, especially the obsession with gold.

historical theme has been constant source of literary stories. The term "istoria2 was used because the v century BC by Herodotus to describe facts acquired by observation or by Tacitus (AD 1969-1996) to describe the events witnessed or heard by him, this notion remains virtually throughout the Middle Ages, however, from the Renaissance consolidates the idea that there is another way of knowing the past: research traces the events that have left and that remain in the present. On the other hand, during the Romantic period reflects a desire to escape, a refuge in the past by the rejection of this ungrateful, and, for example, in the nineteenth century American literature, there is a notable production of written historical novels, many of them with didactic intent in defense of indigenous culture. And although this may not be the sole purpose of "The Gold of Cajamarca," does this prose matches the intent of restoring the historical memory of a society that, in many respects, was well above the looted.
German author Jakob Wassermann (1873-1934), motherless since she was nine, had a childhood marked by poverty, by the rigidity of the father and stepmother "as evil as those that exist only in fairy tales." To survive these gaps since very young began to invent stories, so that was done to protect narrator, and, as an adult, to escape poverty, writer. And became one so extraordinary that Thomas Mann once said, "has that distinction and flair for literature, this exceptional gift that none of us will ever achieve." Wassermann
With 16 years leaves her hometown and moved to Munich where, from 1896, Simplicissimus works as editor, and start a productive working relationship with Samuel Fisher (then the most important German publisher) that continued for over thirty years, until the rise of the Nazis in 1933. Thus, Wassermann, and early twentieth century, was one of the most widely read in Germany (leading to eclipse his friend T. Mann) and his works were translated into many languages, like the novel "Der Fall Maurizius" (1928 ) of which sold over a million copies in the U.S.. UU., And, for example, Henry Miller said they had not been able to stop reading it over and over again.
But the same would happen to Rilke, his enormous Success never helped him escape from his own purse vital. The Wassermann was a triple isolation and life: in his youth, lack of parental affection and misunderstanding of his desire to write, as a Jew, not to feel that 'forced' roots, and as a German writer, without full social standing as a Jew, and maybe it was the "feel stranger among strangers in a strange country," which made him turn to the story so often, to explain (are) the reason for these incomprehensible events that shape our future so insistently , to investigate how they affect the consequences of the collective history of each individual, even if So sometimes, paradoxically, as in Golowin (1920), where a Russian aristocrat in full revolution is able to overcome many avatars to save his own life and that of their children ... but in return, not their rank or skills will protect against a simple conversation, shaking it so that to understand if, at times, it houses the most puzzling human being within it, far above the turbulent events around him to succeed .
was not always historical facts may be kept in the background.
Wassermann was based on the book by William Hickling Prescott The Conquest of Peru, 1847, to write this historical account, first published in Vienna in 1923 under the title "Das Gold von Cajamarca" in the collection Der Geist des Pilgers, and could be regarded as contrary to Golowin because, although the author (re) living history, not here decide 'stay out' to cede the role to the introspection ... here do not deviate from the harsh reality of what was witnessed Sunday Soria Luce, and that, now old and retired to a convent he recalls how captured and killed Atahualpa, the Inca, in the conquest of Peru in 1532 under the command of Francisco Pizarro illiterate. In "The Gold of Cajamarca" historical event, the external frame is becomes the internal drama of the narrator-protagonist who tries to survive the echoes will continue to come from this collective evil, aiming at supporting the memory of that shameful behavior perpetrated in the name of history, fueled by nationalism, legitimized by the Catholic English crown and uncontrolled by the excessive greed for gold, and, precisely for having participated in all of this and have not tried anything to stop it, decides to fix it in writing that is not diluted, that is not distorted, so it can be (re ) considered ...
Today, when the multiple conflicts of 'welfare society' get even blur the concept of crisis and return us the ineffectiveness of our code of values, Wassermann speech we always intended to address outstanding issues seemingly trite, such as: why, despite the consequences, at different times and places and one way or another, human beings continues to perpetrate wars, genocide, extermination ... against itself. Well today, the unanswered question remains who and how accountability of those historical events, individual or collective, which hurt all mankind? Everything indicates that this is a function of who says what has already happened, ie what part of the historia and for what purpose.
For some, the key is to discuss whether the historical narrative is biased or not. It always is. So, maybe the interesting thing lies in finding someone who has already surpassed this issue and tried not to ignore the truth (as far as possible and not wanting to write a historical essay), and aspired to mainstream fiction to honesty, and common sense self-criticism, although that has never been an easy undertaking, as experienced Wassermann himself "again and again the grim certainty that any specific national sentiment will not tolerate any criticism, only adulation submissive and complacent idealization. And that's no different for either the Germans or for Jews nor for the French .... "
And, as we read in "The Gold of Cajamarca2, or for the English.
Much of the stability of this story is, therefore, who writes from what need and for what purpose. The German writer is not a Indian resentment, or a Catholic on the defensive, not a Nazi, or an Orthodox Jew, not a ruined banker ... is a man who was always in the middle of nowhere and, like Kafka, has always suffered an uneasy tension to with its roots as evidenced in his first novel "Die Juden von Zindorf" (1897). The integrity of Jakob Wassermann, forged not only not be tempted by declare the comfort of 'only' German, or refuge behind his Jewishness, was always a more internationalist than nationalist writer and throughout his extensive literary production did not cease in the effort to ask, (are) for the springs trigger human evil.
And now, in XXI century, again our souls have been exposed, even more than in those dark times of the Conquest, for 'savage capitalism' is revealed more as a punishment for our greed as a means honorable life can guard against misfortune. And Wassermann deals with this historical account, once again, the fact why we believe that our blinding greed of wealth will lead to the ideal of freedom, and urges us to support the delusion that we produce the gold, despite the fatal slug profiles each brings.
Leibniz tried to convince us that this was 'the best of all possible worlds,' and that "morally good does not mean better, but mathematically well, God, among the infinite possibilities of worlds, has found a more stable and homogeneous variety ". Thus, according to the German philosopher, "this world is the mathematically and physically more perfect, because (it is morally good or bad, whatever) is the best." Well However, without wishing to minimize the scope of philosophical reflection, it is possible that after reading "The Gold of Cajamarca" the reader seriously reconsider whether you feel like it depends on the action of human or divine, that this world bifurcates in several given back; of whether one of these (sub) worlds in which we are, we feel really 'the best of all possible worlds' as in too many historical events, we excluded from it, so 'legitimate' and intellectual unethical. And while everyone can deafen their conscience as with what sophisticated arguments convince, themselves, all those stalwarts of faith, of the incompatibility of committing atrocities against their peers in God's name? Who knows, if more than one believer became agnostic, atheist or agnostic, after reading some history.
do not know what had happened to the Inca people over time, but we suspect that 'another world was possible', one in which gold did not mean no more (nor less) than a beautiful legacy of nature ... But disappeared. According to some historians, the great catastrophe of the indigenous population took place, especially with the arrival of Europeans. The size of this destruction remains controversial today, for deaths caused not only the wars, violence or exploitation conditions also exist in Latin diseases brought by Europeans.
The decline of the Inca people was one more than he did back the human condition in each and every one of its possibilities as, perhaps, "in which humanity is lost in order to become" the greatest sadness lies. Therefore, it is so tempting to rely on the categorical and definitive words Wassermann:
"The memory of mankind is as relentless as mine. I'm sure of in my loneliness. " Miriam


Dauster
Madrid, September 2010

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The master of color who lived in darkness


"One sweltering summer" is a feast of aromas, sounds , colors and sensations ...
before the storm, who knows if

announced ... A Keyserling is known for being the leading exponent of German literary Impressionism. The only or the best, the truth is that this novelist and playwright shared with the Impressionists (for many, the most important artistic movement of modernity) is not only a creative, apparently unfinished, but also a life of more random.
tenth of twelve children, Count Eduard von Keyserling was born on May 15, 1855 at the family castle of Paddern (Lettland, on the Baltic Sea). But from an early age, due to its unique personality, was considered an aristocratic environment Außenseiter (what we know, by the English voice as outsider). Twenty-three years decided to break away, in part, to his family and settled in Vienna (and a year in Graz) to study philosophy and art history. Following the studies, at the request of his mother, manages the family estate for five years until she died in 1894. Then he decided to move, along with three of her sisters, the cultural and literary par excellence of those moments: Munich, where, except for a trip, stay for the rest of his life. But the writer is facing this new phase already sick with syphilis, which will cause numerous and terrible diseases, and among these, perhaps worse, blindness. From the fifty-three years until his death in 1918, a decade living Keyserling blind. A fact which increases their tendency Außenseiter and he advocates a so absolute isolation of writers such as Rilke or R. Walser ... because not only is a physical refuge: from 1908 are held at home and virtually no walk on the street again, but also, I am not aware of any relationship is significant. And many agree to say that his best works are in this time when it gets going beyond naturalism and, without neglecting the social precepts that it creates, enters Impressionism with novels like "Beate und Mareile. Schloßgeschichte Eine" (1903) , or with Novell as presented here, "Schwule Tage" (1904) under the title "One sweltering summer." (It should be clear that the German Novelle is a genre that is not reduced to being a novel or lesser extent, eg, to be compared with the nouvelle, it works with a very specific structural laws as, among many others, that the plot must revolve around a single core, or must contain a Wendepuntkt (turning point) that precipitated the end.)

Thus, the writer already known sick and strikingly unattractive since adolescence, when it starts to live this time of maturity in Munich, must learn to endure hardships economic (World War I decline the family property income), or endure the terrible and painful consequences of syphilis, like going blind ... therefore, unable to see, or write ... so you see forced to rely on their memories, his imagination and dictate to her sisters. Of the whole of his literary output, has retained only a small part because, apparently, much of his work was destroyed by his express desire. Not so "That stifling summer," that conveys much of that peculiar Keyserling vital context and, in particular, by double exile, physical and emotional, which is forced Bill, the protagonist, since the argument novelle impressions of this stands out for what happens, but what kind of views cause us what happens. In this and many other aspects, the story of Bill reminds us, much to the "Ewald Tragy" of Rilke. In both cases, it is a semi-autobiographical story of two young players in just eighteen and soul of a poet. So, Bill (as Ewald) begins to discover life while giving away the ambivalent relationship with a parent rigid and unable to communicate with him (again with a remarkable absence of the mother) and, above all , trying to survive in an environment-so innate and very young-sensed corrupted, and, as it grows, it produces more and more uneasy surprise, coming to assume that (nor would the temptation to not feel alone) never fit into it. But as Rilke, who always had the aspiration to belong to the upper class, dissected (from below) every angle of his petty bourgeois environment stifling, the Count Keyserling, however, unmasks (from above) that supposedly privileged aristocratic environment. And this versatile oblique perspective is what gives this work of great interest. Keyserling
Impressionist call it describes reality, not only as it is, but as we perceive it. No recreation rooms, creates them. Well, like Monet, Degas, Renoir ... enrich their texts with moments of this idyllic world that hosts plein air nature, for whose explosion of colors, sounds, atmospheres ... any vocabulary seems to fall short. Maybe that's why, in the way of presenting the course of this German writer, the first thing surprising is how to put the differences: the color, smell, the way one thing always matters more than anything. Not that I consider the syntax more traditional, formal ... is precisely the power to create that aesthetic. Thus, adjectives and adverbs generally relegated to the status of accessories, right here opening prayer, are the main protagonists and all other narrative elements are subjected to its surprising semantic load. And all that, in the end, wrap it in a style that, at first glance may seem unfinished, ungainly ... well, for example, with an apparent stream of consciousness in which deliberately avoids ties, requires rare breaks. Although the thoroughness of Keyserling goes much further: to finish the fictitious improvisation, using a first-person narrator unfolds, without notice, in two voices that are interspersed: the adult who remembers that summer, and the young Bill who lives in a present that, although history is known, it seems real. And more suggestive of these two narrative levels is that maturity is reminiscent contained: it seems to curb their own interpretation, that it, like it or not, requires the passage of time. Thus, we present these first experiences as they were discoveries as Bill's lives, from the most mundane, even those that will represent an irreversible events before and after the protagonist's life. This reading room (also found in ET) gives the reader the possibility of a broader imagination, a 'freshness' that not all texts are able to provide or, if preferred, to safeguard. That
But sweltering summer, perhaps the most novelle Keyserling lyrical, not all formal mastery, or aesthetic, quite the opposite, because each and every one of their players can feel how they are haunted by the tragedy, from the side as Gerda: "We always round a bit sad. I do not know what it is, "to the main and Bill:" At any time, you may receive some of the darkness, something awful, why? ". Thus, to this writer impressionist-in my opinion it should be noted, also in this narrative and, above all, by the weight of its moral weight. As the author warns us that all that glory is fleeting, it reminds us that reality is not total, only a part, that such blinding, unlimited and magnificent gradations of twilight hides a considerable darkness ... many shades ... the author addresses without being crushed by the magnificent beauty that fascinates him so much. The wisdom and the aim of Keyserling shows someone able to look in the mirror of others, such as farmers and servants of the One sweltering summer ... and that is not afraid to expose such pulse golden cages whose representatives boast to recreate behaviors inbred, mean and sinister, underpinned by a multitude of formalities hypocrites. As well, all ending up with a single destination: the tragedy, unhappiness ... or worse: a vacuum. Behaviors and consequences that Keyserling himself had to suffer and those who always wanted to disengage. This was emphasized by his friend K. Holm in 1932 in memory of the writer: "Ich kleingeschrieben" ("I lowercase). According to Holm, there was nothing more than hate Keyserling false compassion and did everything possible so that they never knew of his unhappiness, though, even then, was an enigma. And on that need for independence with his own life, his own suffering, we read also in the One sweltering summer: "I never feel more sorry for ourselves, that when others comfort us."
Yet despite his own pain and thanks to their ability to understand human pettiness and weaknesses waiting in the recesses of the mind, was able to give us shelter in their stories since, and in line with what was said by M. Mosebach:
"Summer Nights Keyserling, will always be a haven in which the reader can protect themselves when they feel cold." Dauster


Miriam Madrid, May 2010

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The pimp preacher of universal literature


Following the publication of The road to snuff "(1932) and" The parcel of God "(1933) Erskine Caldwell set out to write another novel. The success, including scandal, met for the above works assumed for its author a new challenge. During the writing of "The Preacher" Caldwell doubts assailed him, and even after the novel published in 1935 maintained its reservations about the result achieved. However, with hindsight, what is evident is the extreme consistency of a singular narrative at its height, so that "the preacher", but less well known than his two previous novels, is a fitting climax to a superb trilogy.
Erskine Caldwell was the son of an ordained minister of the Associate Reformed Presbyterian, and spent the first years of his life traveling with her parents a number of towns and cities of South America. As he says in "In the shadow of bell "(1966), a book half way between the essay and autobiographical reminiscence," had lived as a child of a pastor during those years, I had accumulated a considerable amount of religious experience, so I felt confident he can adjust to any kind of life, wherever he was. "largely a result of this experience is" The Preacher ", first published in Spain by Navona.
The protagonist of the novel is Semon Dye, an itinerant preacher one day it stops in the town of Rocky Comfort, in Georgia, apparently ready to save the souls of its inhabitants. Dye staying with Clay Horey, a married landowner Dene a girl of fifteen. He meets, among others, to Lorene's ex-wife of Clay, which exerts a prostitute, Sugar and Hardy, a pair of black tenants, and neighbor Tom Rhodes, illegal whiskey distillers. Thereafter, and during just one week, the lives of all who come into contact with the preacher will be disrupted. Dye is sleeping with Sugar, tries to seduce Dene, he offered to be the pimp beats Lorene and Dice Clay (rigged) almost all their belongings.
Seductive, naughty, scheming and shameless character breaks Semon Dye schemes which are supposed to be a minister of the Lord. Cheating, drinking, gambling, fornication and no doubt where appropriate to make use of a firearm. In this sense, Semon Dye-a "man of God", as defined by himself, can be aligned with two other famous preachers of fiction: Elmer Gantry, the novel by Sinclair Lewis, and the Rev. Harry Powell in "The Night of the Hunter "by Davis Grub. Not as histrionic as the first, nor as sinister as the second, both equal in wickedness. There is in the attitude of some demonic Dye. In the name of God does the work of the devil (the flies that plague women in the Sunday sermon would become as emissary of Beelzebub, the "Lord of the Flies" in the tradition demonological). With this excessive and disturbing character Caldwell wanted to condense the worst of those unscrupulous charlatans masquerading as ministers of the Lord. This time, rather than denounce the social and racial discrimination, as it had most of his earlier stories and novels, the author directs his darts to certain religious sects that exploited with impunity the most disadvantaged sections of the South with message handlers and ceremonies hysterical (the cathartic, almost orgasmic, final sermon would be an epitome of such acts).
As expected the publication of "The Preacher" was greeted with a difference of opinion and not achieved the same remarkable favor of the public who had harvested the two previous novels (although it sold well and became a stage version of it). For its part, the criticism, somewhat puzzled by the new turn of Caldwell, was divided. While some appreciated the dark side of the case and "exasperation" of the author with his characters, while others emphasized the character "fun" of reading or affected the "consummate humor" in some situations. Certainly a bittersweet humor pervades the actions of some characters with a touch bizarre. This chaired as usual by a refined style, frankly, no one talks rhetoric and lectures.
In one of the most original scenes towards the end of the novel, Clay and Semon will visit Tom Rhodes. They find it in the shed, sitting on a stool, watching enraptured the outside world through a crack in the wall of the same: "There is nothing like looking through the wall of the shed, he tells them. You sit a while, and as you lose your concentration, you can not look away. Catch a man as anything in the world. You sit down, squinting and looking at trees or something, and maybe start thinking about how stupid it is what you're doing, but do not give a damn. The only thing that matters is you stand there and watch. " Apart from the symbolism that we want to assign to this "crack" Something similar happens with this novel by Caldwell. Once started can not stop reading it. Jorge Ordaz

Has Anyone Had Watery Period

success or TORTILLA FLAT sympathy for the weak



"I tell you, Lazarus, who came over to you than your father because your father once gave you life but the wine you gave a thousand times." So the blind man instructs Primero after the episode of the sausage, while wine NUEYS debacle pariah face of the Earth. But the phrase in another sense, it could be applied to themselves the protagonists of Tortilla Flat, so rogues and as poor as Lazarus and equally fond tipple.
Sunbathing, not to blow, to defraud their neighbors and decant bully massive amounts of wine are the usual activities of Danny and Pilon and Pablo and Jesus Maria Corcoran. But also, as ragged knights, do good, protect the homeless and help everyone, but his philanthropy has often dyes filibusters. If morality of the peasants, like Lazarus, is more than doubtful, their intentions can not be questioned: they are always noble.
This ambivalence is present in all the actions of Danny: saved from misery to the family of Teresina Cortez, but then let her pregnant ("tried in vain to remember which one was responsible), unleashing a phenomenal beat Big Joe the Portuguese for having stolen the treasure of the pirate but after his wounds heal with loving care and forgiveness will be awarded with a glass of wine Torrelli cheat, lie down with his wife, throw him home kicking and while provide, they conclude (and the wish is sincere), "We should do something good for Torrelli."
And in Tortilla Flat echoes of the best European picaresque literature, the Lazarillo de Tormes aforementioned Simplicísimus adventurer-in comic mixing with the legends of chivalry. The peasants, modern rogues who swear to defend the weak, are compared with the Knights of the Round Table, with Roland and Robin Hood, rather than the virtues classic hero look here transmuted into vagrancy, drunkenness, lust and bravado. Danny's friends are some gulfs with a heart of gold. Which
cause quite a few humorous scenes. It is hard not to laugh along the line of reasoning to strip Pilon earnings Pirate "for his own good." Or to hear how Jesus Maria censorship virtuously to Torrelli cheated: "At this hour of the morning and drunk ...". The juicy conversations on the porch of the house of Danny parodically link with erotic stories of the Decameron, the hilarious affairs of friends, with the novelty of courtly love and sentimental part of the Renaissance to the present days. Tricky and naive, honest and cynical, the peasants always end up making peace with the world if possible, with a glass in hand.
Tortilla Flat Is it then a comedy, a humorous novel? No doubt. But also and above all, a history deeply lyrical, full of tenderness and good intentions: an ode to friendship, camaraderie and the simple pleasures, with touches of mysticism and a final bittersweet and melancholy.


Recently, someone who has not yet read Tortilla Flat (and I hope to do in this new version) I was wondering if the novel has any connection with which it can considered the masterpiece of John Steinbeck, The Grapes of Wrath. Thing in common, "I said and is: Steinbeck always sides with the poor.
openly liberal, even leftist, California writer in all his work showed a deep sympathy for the workers, immigrants and excluded from the system, a sympathy molded into the knowledge of their harsh living conditions when, early in his career , had to make a living with many different jobs. Their ideas and criticisms of the more sinister side of capitalism often earned him attacks and censorship. The Grapes of Wrath was banned in California for several years and the FBI maintained open a large file on him. Steinbeck was not, however, a party man and was also accused by the official left and the Communist Party's "ideological warmth." Its cause, far from any dogmatism, was none other than the common man, their joys, their pain and struggle.
Now if The Grapes of Wrath is a harsh indictment of social injustice, Tortilla Flat has the back and kind of the idealized world of dispossessed people "respectable" seen as a threat to their lifestyle. Tortilla Flat Steinbeck published in 1935 (it was his first critical and commercial success), only two years before mice and men and four The Grapes of Wrath. But despite the temporal proximity, Danny and his friends are still far from the painful adventures of George and Lennie and the Joad family. Certainly, all of Steinbeck's work is imbued with lyricism, but in different veins: sweet and smiling on the red pony, and Tortilla Flat, bitter in Mice and Men, The Grapes of Wrath or The Pearl. Poetry, in any event, born of compassion and sympathy for the weak. OUR EDITING


For this new translation of Tortilla Flat (which recovers the original title of the novel and tries to correct the mistakes of previous versions) we have relied on the text of the English edition of Penguin, 1950. Translate and is a repeat topic involves somewhat betray the style and the author's intentions. We tried to respect each other where possible, leaving out, however, some features that might be important. I will address only one: the archaic turns (mixture of dialectal and formal involvement) that the characters used occasionally in conversation: "You are, you you have" ... Castilian records to which it purports (a voseo like Argentina or speak a language close to the Golden Age) were not natural and could represent an obstacle to the reader. Finally, beat ignore such nuances, however, are implicit in tone and content of the dialogues.
have been observed, however, many expressions Chicano own frontier framework that develops the work and how well they knew John Steinbeck, a native of nearby Salinas, "a beautiful city," as Jesus says Mary Corcoran, " this paragon of humanism. "
But perhaps not as pretty as the very Tortilla Flat.


José Luis Piquero
Islantilla, December 2007