April 10, 2004
Karl May
The New York Times has a story on Westerns in Germany, with requisite cowboys with black and white hats to signify which side they were on. If only life were that simple.
While in Dresden, I once visited the Karl May Museum, although it was unfortunately closed, with no indication as to when it would re-open. After talking with Thomas and Peggy Will over there, it was revealed to me that Karl May was kind of a local hero who had lived in Dresden and Nausslitz for much of his life.
Having that knowledge immediately available to me had opened me up a little bit. I do recall Steffen asking me almost immediately at our first gathering, "So, have you read anything by Karl?" At least having the background knowledge on the guy I could say, "No, but I've been meaning to. You know he never lived in the States."
Most Germans didn't know that he had never been to America. Fewer still knew that he was virtually unknown in the United States. It's kind of a shame, really, and I really do need to read some of his books. No doubt they are far superior to our own, because they don't have to be fettered down with things like verifiable accuracy. Fiction should be fiction, after all. Amen.
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