Je suis en train de lire un livre beau, passionnant et intelligent : "Tar baby" de Toni Morrison. Ce n'est pas le premier livre de cet auteur que je lis, mais celui-là me plaît encore plus que les autre ! L'écriture est sensuelle et poétique. Les réflexions sont fines et pertinentes. Tiens, la preuve (elle écrit ça en 1981, remember !) :
"That was the sole lesson of their world (the white, ndlr): how to make waste, how to make machines that made more waste, how to make wasteful products, how to talk waste, how to study waste, how to design waste, how to cure people who were sickened by waste so they could be well enough to endure it, how to mobilize waste, legalize waste and how to despise the culture that lived in cloth houses and shit on the ground far away from where they ate. And it would drown them one day, they would all sink into their own waste and the waste they had made of the world and then, finally they would know true peace and the happiness they had been looking all along."
(je ne vais pas me hasarder à traduire, mais je suis sure que tu n'en as pas besoin)