Thursday, October 09, 2008
Let me be one of the first to admit that I am too isolated, too insular to have any idea who Jean-Marie Gustave Le Clézio is. I'm not proud of it. I had head of Dario Fo before he'd won The Prize, and I figured that Fo was the gold standard for obscure in these matters and that I was safe this year. The crafty Swedes weren't going to slip some obscurity I'd never heard of by me. I guess now I'm eating crow, because Mauritius' other famous export is no longer available.
// posted by Bill @ 3:09 PM 
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