Orhan Pamuk was awarded the Nobel Prize for literature today. I am just reading page 216 of his latest book “Snow“. Pamuk writes about the journey of an exiled writer in the provincial town of Kars, Turkey. He describes a society divided between the Orient and the West, between Turks, Kurds, and other cultures, between Turkish nationalism and religious extremism. The final conversation between an islamist and the school director of Karst in the chapter „Excuse me, Sir“ is alone very awe-inspiring and as I read it my blood ran cold.


