Or, possibly, the literature of any nation. Or, possibly even, any possible literature of any possible nation:
Убил отца не ты.
“It wasn’t you who killed father.”
Years & years ago, I “taught” The Brothers Karamazov at the University of Chicago, and was quite taken with it.
Just now, I’ve been revisiting the book, in an audiobook performance of the Magarshack translation, as I drive into and back from work. The line I’ve just quoted, from Book 11, Chapter 5, is, in context, so brilliant, so devastating, and so completely unexpected…I’m lucky I didn’t crash my car.
We on the dissident right are always hoping for something – anything – that will finally “red-pill” the normies, and force them to see what they don’t want to see: that they are now second class citizens in the country built by their ancestors, and that it’s way past time for them to start fighting back.
Is the Sarah Jeong case what we’ve been waiting for?
I mean, here’s a guy who was (like so many of us) completely made a fool of by Western “intelligence” agencies in the run-up to the Iraq War – and here he is, fifteen years on, trusting their word on the Skripal case – and calling anybody with doubts a “pro-Putin troll.”
And then it’s off to the races, citing lefty NGO’s like “Transparency International” and “Freedom House” (both of which would ban him at the earliest opportunity!) in support of his judgments about corruption & freedom in Russia.
I guess you can take The Derb out of The National Review, but you can’t take The National Review out of The Derb.