Death of the Adversary
My enemy - I shall refer to him as B. - entered my life about twenty years ago. At that time I had only a very vague idea of what it meant to be someone''s enemy; still less did I realise what it was to have an enemy. One has to mature gradually towards one''s enemy as towards one''s best friend.
1930s Germany; the shadow of Nazism looms. Pictures of the new dictator, ''B.'', fill magazines and new...
My enemy - I shall refer to him as B. - entered my life about twenty years ago. At that time I had only a very vague idea of what it meant to be someone''s enemy; still less did I realise what it was to have an enemy. One has to mature gradually towards one''s enemy as towards one''s best friend.
1930s Germany; the shadow of Nazism looms. Pictures of the new dictator, ''B.'', fill magazines and new...
