23 August 2006 - Günter Grass

Poet: Poor Günter Grass. All that ability, and one touch of hypocrisy raises a storm. No wonder he kept it quiet for so long.
Weird: You’re absolutely right, he should be burned at the stake. The leftover Nobel Prize would look good on my wall, don’t you think?
Smart: Ah, but posterity reads books, not newspapers. He’ll come out fine.
Weird: You’re absolutely right, and some guy just turned down a Fields Medal, so there’s a spare we can give him.
Poet: [amused] And if he’s just promoting his memoirs?
Weird: You’re absolutely right, um, is that good or bad?
Smart: It’s sort of like being drafted—involuntary.