<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8" standalone="yes"?><rss version="2.0" xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom"><channel><title>South Africa on kapuscinski.info</title><link>https://kapuscinski.info/en/tags/south-africa/</link><description>Recent content in South Africa on kapuscinski.info</description><generator>Hugo</generator><language>en-US</language><atom:link href="https://kapuscinski.info/en/tags/south-africa/index.xml" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title>A Reader's Review of "Imperium"</title><link>https://kapuscinski.info/en/books/imperium/a-reader-s-review-of-imperium/</link><pubDate>Thu, 12 Jan 2012 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>https://kapuscinski.info/en/books/imperium/a-reader-s-review-of-imperium/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;Ryszard Kapuściński is without doubt Poland&amp;rsquo;s greatest reporter. Although his figure has stirred controversy in recent years, I value his craft enormously, setting aside any judgement of him as a person — that is none of my business. I love (!) reading his books and the pleasure they bring is immense every time. This time I revisited &lt;em&gt;Imperium&lt;/em&gt;, his study of the Soviet Union.&lt;/p&gt;&#10;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Imperium&lt;/em&gt; is divided into three parts. The first covers 1939–1967 and describes travels through the Soviet Union mainly in the 1950s and &amp;rsquo;60s, including Kapuściński&amp;rsquo;s first encounter with the Empire — the entry of the Red Army into Pinsk, the city where he was born and grew up. The second part observes the disintegrating communist organism through expeditions to the outermost points of the USSR in 1989–1991. The third part offers the journalist&amp;rsquo;s impressions of the collapse of the Eastern Bloc and its consequences.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>Excerpts from "Imperium"</title><link>https://kapuscinski.info/en/books/imperium/excerpts-from-imperium/</link><pubDate>Thu, 02 Dec 2010 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>https://kapuscinski.info/en/books/imperium/excerpts-from-imperium/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Trans-Siberian, &amp;lsquo;58&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&#10;&lt;p&gt;The place of my second encounter with the Empire: far away, in the steppes and snows of Asia, in a barely accessible land whose entire geography bears alien and strange names — rivers called Argun, Unda, Chaykhar; mountains called Chingan, Ilchuri, Dzhagdy; and towns called Kilkok, Tungir, and Bukachacha. From these names alone one could compose resonant, exotic poems.&lt;/p&gt;&#10;&lt;p&gt;The Trans-Siberian Railway train, which set out the previous day from Beijing on its nine-day journey to Moscow, approaches from the direction of Harbin and enters the Soviet border station of Zabaikalsk. Drawing near any border heightens tension in us and stirs emotion. Human beings are not made for life in border situations; they avoid them or try to free themselves from them as quickly as possible. And yet a person encounters them everywhere, sees and feels them everywhere. Take an atlas of the world: nothing but borders. Of oceans and continents. Of deserts and forests. Of rainfall, monsoons, typhoons, arable land and wasteland, permafrost and peat bogs, shale and conglomerate. Add the distribution limits of Quaternary sediments and volcanic flows, basalt, chalk, and trachyte. We can see the boundaries of the Patagonian Shield and the Canadian Shield, the tropical and arctic climate zones, the erosional forms of river basins, the Adige and Lake Chad. The ranges of various mammals. Of various insects. Of various reptiles and amphibians, including the highly dangerous black cobra and the fearsome yet fortunately lethargic anaconda.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>How I Came to the Idea of Translating "The Emperor" into English</title><link>https://kapuscinski.info/en/books/the-emperor/how-i-came-to-translate-the-emperor-into-english/</link><pubDate>Fri, 05 Nov 2010 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>https://kapuscinski.info/en/books/the-emperor/how-i-came-to-translate-the-emperor-into-english/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Author: Katarzyna Mroczkowska-Brand. Source: &lt;a href="http://alfaomega.webnode.com/products/ryszard-kapu/"&gt;http://alfaomega.webnode.com/products/ryszard-kapu/&lt;/a&gt; Date of publication: 2010-03-09&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&#10;&lt;p&gt;It was March 1979; the aeroplane was flying over the Atlantic, and above the clouds things were for the time being fairly smooth and calm; it was only before the inland stopover at Gander in the Canadian province of Newfoundland that there were to be scenes of infernal proportions: three attempts at landing — the pilot changed his mind at about half a metre above the ground, pulling the plane up again — as well as terrible turbulence that almost prevented the plane&amp;rsquo;s wheels from making contact with the landing place, a runway covered in a thick layer of snow. For the moment one could enjoy the reading of a new book. Someone among friends, just before departure, had put into my hands &amp;ldquo;The Emperor&amp;rdquo; by Ryszard Kapuściński, saying that this was the book everyone in Warsaw was reading at the moment. He added that in Poland it was then compulsory reading, interpreted as a text with a double meaning. Ostensibly about the court of Emperor Haile Selassie, but really about the red court of the Central Committee (of the Polish United Workers&amp;rsquo; Party) or, going lower, of the Provincial Committee or the District Committee. Ostensibly about the mechanisms of servility and toadying in the imperial chambers of Ethiopia, but really about those very mechanisms in the offices and antechambers and corridors of power in the People&amp;rsquo;s Republic of Poland and about those gathered around power.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item></channel></rss>