I was too distracted by the image conjured up by the
word-play with the descending ascendants, the reversions (the first Alfin and
the last Alphina) or the elegant mirroring ABC-sucessions ( are
these a foil?) : .
After traveling from Pale Fire's Wordsmith to Pnin's
Waindell, trying in vain to understand the relations between their German
and Russian Departments, I felt a renewed shock when I
read Dr. Hagen's words (the Head of the German Department
and Pnin's "staunch protector"), about Buchenwald and Weimar. As the
narrator points out, Dr Hagen is "the gentlest of souls alive." and
how good Dr. Hagen is the reader can judge for himself.**
Not only the Germans fell under the narrator's scrutiny but the
President of Waindell College, too, with his not very
amusing alienation. Anyway, it's clear that, at
the time Pnin and Pale Fire were written, both Germany
and Russia were "torture houses."
Excerpts: "Only in the detachment of an
incurable complaint, in the sanity of near death, could one cope with this for a
moment. In order to exist rationally, Pnin had taught himself, during the last
ten years, never to remember Mira Belochkin [...]because, if one were quite
sincere with oneself, no conscience, and hence no consciousness, could be
expected to subsist in a world where such things as Mira's death were possible.
One had to forget — because one could not live with the thought that this
graceful, fragile, tender young woman with those eyes, that smile, those gardens
and snows in the background, had been brought in a cattle car to an
extermination camp and [...] being too weak to work[ .]she was selected to die
and was cremated only a few days after her arrival in Buchenwald, in the
beautifully wooded Grosser Ettersberg, as the region is resoundingly called. It
is an hour's stroll from Weimar, where walked Goethe, Herder, Schiller, Wieland,
the inimitable Kotzebue and others. 'Aber warum — but why — ' Dr Hagen, the
gentlest of souls alive, would wail, 'why had one to put that horrid camp so
near!' for indeed, it was near — only five miles from the cultural heart of
Germany — 'that nation of universities,' as the President of Waindell College,
renowned for his use of the mot juste, had so elegantly phrased it when
reviewing the European situation in a recent Commencement speech, along with the
compliment he paid another torture house, 'Russia — the country of Tolstoy,
Stanislavski, Raskolnikov, and other great and good men'."
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