I'm still in the early phases of The Amazing Adventures of Kavalier and Clay, but there is a piece of the story that painful personal resonance for me. Joseph Kavalier, a young talented artist, manages a daring escape - under the tutelage of his escape artist mentor - from Prague in the late 1930s as the anti-Semitic grip is tightening around the Jews of Europe. In America, in collaboration with his cousin Sammy Clay, he begins a promising career as a comic book artist. Joseph, however, worries constantly about the fate of his parents and younger brother Thomas left behind in Prague, yet he is regularly blocked in his efforts to free them. His frustration and anger mount both at the Nazis and at America's tepid response to the horrors unfolding throughout Europe. Joseph channels his feelings into his work, particularly into one edition in which Hitler himself is socked in the puss, the German war machine is crushed, and peace reigns. Joseph completes the piece in great excitement; he has destroyed the Nazis. Maybe, he thinks, this comic book will reach Hitler himself. But the moment of triumph quickly passes. Joseph senses how trivial this accomplishment is. Nothing will come of it; Hitler will not be stopped; his parents will not be saved. The comic book was the futile product of magical thinking.
I don't yet know where else Joseph's adventures will take him, but I too know what it is to be in the grips of magical thinking. When I wrote "The Terrible Dance of Power" I felt that this was it. Once we all recognized how leaders from the beginning of time have drawn us into endless cycles of death and destruction always in the name of some great a noble vision - a new world order, democracy, Christianity, the Caliphate, the Reich that will last for a thousands years, the new Roman Empire, the expanded Asian empire, our superior race, our manifest destiny - once we see how vulnerable we are to such appeals, once we recognize how ready we are to see ourselves as noble and others as lessers standing in the way of these righteous causes then the dance would end; we would resist and peace would reign for ever and ever.
It won't happen through magical thinking.
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