I hear, with some frequency, falsely concerned voices citing the futility of collecting between book covers articles published in magazines and newspapers. We are told that since a periodical only lasts a day, a week, a month at most (you may remember the famous line from The last hour Mikhail Sebastian) transferring something, which by its very purpose belongs to the sphere of the ephemeral, means nothing more than coquetry, gratuitousness. Perhaps even a hint of selfishness.

But what do we do, or rather what do we do with the excitement, when reality contradicts all these false doubts? Since January, two books signed by the late theater critic George Banu appeared here. Books combining articles published in An old dilemma and Cultural columnist. Publishing house Humanitas published no less than three volumes, which combined the excellent texts written over a period of time by Andrii Plešu. Texts that were first distributed in the most serious publications or sounded on radio or television, and which, when reread, turned out to be extremely relevant.

For a very short time, also on humanity, a wonderful book by university professor Alexandru Kelinescu was published. A book in which an authoritative intellectual from Iași reprinted much of what he had written over the past three or four years. It is mainly about texts published mainly in Literary Romania and Iasi newspaperthey are joined by several others inserted in the The old dilemma, Apostrophe and Romanian life.

I’ve said it before. I read regularly Iasi newspaper. Which I consider to be the best, liveliest, most interesting daily newspaper in Romania. I do this with heightened interest on Thursday, when the summary includes an article belonging to the Englishman Codrin Livius Cutitar, and on Friday, the day I have the pleasure of meeting the contribution of university professor Alexandru Kelinescu. Every two weeks I start reading Literary Romanians with the article was also indebted to Professor Kelinescu. Why am I doing this? Because I find in them wonderful reflections on today’s world, with all its increasing flaws and deviations, all convincingly and decisively corrected, as well as commentary on recent editorials, especially from the French-speaking world. A high-class journalist, who has proven himself for many years as Alexandru Kelinescu, teams up with a university student who does not want to accept the death of French culture. Who is still alive, interesting because of her books, but also (by no means paradoxically) because of what is right, stupid and should be blamed as such. And that’s because no, we don’t live dans le meilleur des mondes possibleas Voltaire would have wanted, but only as Camus called it in a famous speech delivered in Stockholm interesting times. How different they are because a lot of things happen to us in them.

ago. I received with joy the news of the speedy appearance of the volume A world gone mad. Some common sense responses to what is happening to us. I was looking forward to the moment when I could hold it in my hand. I have read it, and though, as I have said, the volume contains for the most part works with which I am familiar, I have not for a moment been marked by a sense of needless repetition. with dThis isJto see. Boredom and boredom (states to which Professor Calinescu, by the way, devotes an article, insisting on the reflection of boredom in literature) cannot even be discussed.

I felt what is called the joy of rereading. I found myself enthralled by many of the readings that Professor Calinescu fed deconstructive fake CONSTRUCTIONS from which all the aberrations of today’s world feed. Culture woke upintellectual terrorism, ultra-leftism, its specific denial, fake anti-racist views, feminism taken to the extreme, very often instrumentalized to prevent it, the walling of the white race, which is blamed for anything and everything, the falsification of history, Putinism, the undermining of the credibility of the University as institutions, anti-Western and anti-European rage, decolonial ideology, the perverse condescension of thinking that rejects the very thinking with its own head to which it opposes regime change, the perniciousness of cultural revisionism, the audacity with which it tries to eliminate certain age groups from public life, nonsense , caused by the so-called gender studies wreaking havoc in the American scientific world and hThis iscoward!, and in Europe, and through the so-called intersectionalism. That is, all the components from which the big dangerous scam of the century is born. Mr. Kelinescu wrote about all this in the articles collected in the first sequence of the volume. The one with a name News from “New worldAhem“.

I read comments on books with pleasure. Anthologized in the title part Reader. Alexandre Kelinescu manages to keep abreast of everything new and important in French bookstores. The teacher also has a cult of bookstores and libraries. He does what he does every fall during what the French call upon returnThis isd, to be in the capital of France. He does not just go in search of time, which in his time was by no means lost, but acquires his editorial novelties. But the disappearance is recorded with sadness.

Coming here, I can’t help but remember seeing a version years ago Cherry orchards, staged at the Maribor Theater by Tompa Gabor. A show whose playwright was none other than the late George Banu. Everyone who knew Chekhov’s masterpiece knows that the great problem facing the director is to transfer the orchard to the stage. IN booklet (I use this word disparagingly, as it appears in a different context and in Professor Alexandru Kelinescu’s volume), Cherry orchard. our theater, George Banu’s inventory and commentary on various offerings. From those textbook classics by Giorgio Strehler and Luciano Pintili (the latter, to my delight, is also mentioned in A world gone mad) at the last minute. In the performance in Maribor, the orchard was represented by a burnt library. The disappearance of places where books are stored is a real danger. And since I still made this digression, I cannot help revealing the detail that Mr. Kelinescu, in his youth was a critic of the show and an employee of the magazine Theater, he is also interested in what is happening on the Romanian scene today. And good, and bad, and scandalous. Scandalous, as it was, for example, what the tiny director did in the spring. It is a disgrace that has been associated with other names, even critics, which led to the removal of the great director Silvio Purquerete from the list of nominees for the UNITER award. A cowardly and disqualifying fact interpreted by UNITER. And its president. Everything ended in a lie. _

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