On shipwrecks

I start to think that Schiffbruch mit Zuschauer, that strange silsila of metaphorical stages, might be read not as a history or theory of modernity, but quite differently, as a theory of individual intellectual adventure. There is something very strange in this figure of spectator contemplating shipwrecks, while standing on the firm ground; there is something perverse in the pleasure he takes in the spectacle. Yet indeed there is something mesmerising in the spectacle of ignorance and intellectual failure. On the occasion of a jubilee, there in Warsaw, I've spent long hours as a Zuschauer. I mean, now, these days, here in Tours. Unable to break the charm, still. 
But I try to be serious. I managed to catch up the deadlines that passed by, while I was in my Schiffbrüche. I'm just finishing the paper on Ondjaki and Honwana, and then I have plenty of opportunities to publish that I don't want to drop down. Still not less than three books in Polish. Yet I'm patient.