Un Paese sempre più vecchio e sempre più ignorante
di Francesco Billari
by Lara Ricci
6' min read
6' min read
'He who does not have the power over the story that dominates his life, the power to tell it, rethink it, deconstruct it, joke about it and change it according to the changing times, is indeed powerless,' writes Salman Rushdie. The sentence is in the exergue to Shalom Auslander's hilarious and alienating book, Feh. Che schifo la vita (translated by Katia Bagnoli, Guanda, pp. 360, euro 24) in which the author takes over the most powerful narrative in his history, and decides to rewrite it in his own way, trying to exorcise the fable he grew up with, that we all grew up with, oppressed, that is, of an evil, terrible, lowly humanity. He does this to try not to pass it on to his children. Auslander, in particular, refers to the biblical story with which he was brought up - the son of an alcoholic father and a guilt-ridden mother - always under the judgement of the overbearing, violent God that the rabbis he attended told him about.
Feh?
Feh is a Yiddish word meaning disgust. I used to hear it all the time when I was growing up. Everything I did my parents would say was disgusting. The reason I wrote the book, in a kind of mid-life crisis, was to understand where this negative charge came from. I realised that it came from a very old story: for thousands of years we have been telling ourselves that people are evil, that mankind stole the apple in the Garden of Eden, that we are evil and that we will carry this evilness with us all our lives. I have been on this journey trying to get rid of this story.
All the great monotheistic religions say that man is evil, why do you think so?
I don't know, that's what I tried to understand in the book. Everybody says that, including atheists, they say that we have destroyed the planet, that the planet would be better off without humans. It is a really strange thing this, because human beings understand the world through stories and for thousands of years they have been telling themselves the story of their insignificance...