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Those who write anonymous letters, denouncing the writer to the "Nobel" Committee, have no reason to write about his work...
It was said incorrectly. The Nobel did not escape Kadare, but Kadare escaped the "Nobel". Well, word has it that the local whistleblowers, who were used to the pinnacle of literature and public appreciation, could only be touched with their permission. This is how it was done in the Party Committees.
Isn't it more or less the same, to write an anonymous letter, or a denunciation to a committee, be it the party's or "Nobel's" one?
The principle, but probably also the message, remains the same, "Man is not as the work says".
Perhaps those shameful letters, which have been trumpeted in our media, have not been read by anyone in the "Committee", but only in our media cafes have they received attention.
Maybe we just don't want to admit that our genius escaped the "Nobel"? He couldn't wait. It is not "Nobel" like Godoja! It is not even a personal matter of the writer.
What is left for the committee after the departure of the genius of letters, is to follow him. This whole pursuit is not so much about the person named Ismail Kadare, as it is about the code he left behind. He encoded his literary universe in the work. He has squeezed out of his mind everything he had to say to the other person, that is, to humanity. When you speak to a single person, you have spoken to humanity, and when you have spoken to humanity, as Kadareja did, then you have undoubtedly reached the man, you have touched his paradigm, you have written the collective code, you have written directly in the collective subconscious.
Kadare is gone. This is what happens naturally with the man tired of life, intrigues, hypocrisy, who, however, when he put the last period at the end of the sentence, made peace with himself with the idea that he had said it all.
All that remains behind him is the work... and the media dust. Those who write anonymous letters, denouncing the person, to the "Nobel" Committee, have no right to write about his work. It is not a simple matter of competence, but also of level.
Maybe now "Nobel" will follow Kadare, step by step, line by line, book by book, through his literary universe and will understand why he was denounced. The whistleblowers have had weight only in the committees, where they maintained the "infallible" line. Of course, even in our media, which boils with politics, especially in the column of culture, they are not without weight. Local artists, from the capital's neighborhoods and cafes, appreciate without complex, each with the same mindset. They do the same work they did under communism, they keep the line, but now the national, religious, political line.
Ismail's fight with this endless caravan of "suckers" of the state budget for culture, security or whatever protects the system. The budget that could only be put on by proving that you were more playful than Kadareja or any other talented artist. Then the Party Committee (Not the "Nobel") decided. Along with trying to write, you also had to survive.
It is even worse than being denounced to the "Nobel" Committee, although it is difficult for a normal person to understand why anyone would denounce someone who overthrew the dictatorship with his departure, unless the "dictatorship" itself is not she got her revenge the way she knew best.
It is even worse when, without any complex, people who have not read any book insult him on Social Media, but there is even worse than that. Worse is that situation when they curse or praise those who have read only one book.
But, it is comforting that these may have been the last public words of these exhausted voices of provincial and ideological hysteria, towards the man who created his own literary universe. They can no longer deal with the Kadare man. In front of them, there is only the monumental work of a single man who, better than anyone in the Albanian language, and perhaps in the main languages of the world, exposed and denounced an authoritarian regime. When you describe an authoritarian regime in such depth, you have described all regimes across time and planes. Only the colors, the notes, the shapes differ, but the poison and the happiness that they produce in the name of great ideas and in the name of man remains the same.
So, in the time of socialism, there were friends and enemies of the government, talented artists, but most, as usually happens, were untalented, entertainers of the masses and the nomenclature, servile and beneficiaries of favors. They did not live for art but they lived from art. Those who failed to denounce politics through art, they denounced art through politics. Kadare made the first global success, while the second denounced Kadare.
Then, when the media dust settles, especially in social media, we will understand that the universe he left us has more value than the "Nobel". The story of Kadare is a story through which we will know ourselves more than any fairy tale or story that our good grandmothers told us. It is a story that will keep us awake in this era of brainwashing./ Pamphlet
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