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KunderaA little Saturday thought, from Milan Kundera’s The Curtain.

Something about history, and truth, and what – and how – is remembered or forgotten.

Something that goes very well with my own pet theory about the iridescence of history…

Says Kundera:

This is the most obvious thing in the world: man is separated from the past (even from the past only a few seconds old) by two forces that go instantly to work and cooperate: the force of forgetting (which erases) and the force of memory (which transforms).

It is the most obvious thing, but it is hard to accept, for when one thinks it all the way through, what becomes of all the testimonies that historiography relies on? What becomes of our certainties about the past, and what becomes of History itself, to which we refer every day in good faith, naively, spontaneously? Beyond the slender margin of the incontestable (there is no doubt that Napoleon lost the battle of Waterloo), stretches an infinite realm: the realm of the approximate, the invented, the deformed, the simplistic, the exaggerated, the misconstrued, an infinite realm of nontruths that copulate, multiply like rats, and become immortal.

A realm that, I might add, makes for wonderful hunting grounds, when you happen to write historical fiction…

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