Book review of Disgrace by J.M. Coetzee, with reference to other books by him and some by Dostoevsky.
I have always felt that I ought to like Coetzee. Ever since I was in uni and the tutor pointed out that one bit in Foe where it seems like Character 1 is knocking on Character 2’s door but if you read carefully it’s the other way around, I’ve had an admiration for linguists like savage Papuans have for sorcerers. This led me to take Noam Chomsky seriously for too long.
But I didn’t actually trouble myself to Read More