Milan Kundera’s latest novel is a slim meditation on meaninglessness that is both random and entertaining.
Spent a day with August Bebel
Since it was raining here in Philly, I decided to spend a day reading Jürgen Schmidt’s fascinating biography of August Bebel. Many German working class families hung portraits of Bebel in their homes, and he was/is widely regraded as the father of German social democracy. I was fascinated to learn, however, that Bebel himself would have preferred to call the party “Democratic Socialist” rather than “social democratic,” but he was outvoted.
