PG Wodehouse secures redemption as British Library acquires priceless archive
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> In the desperate circumstances of the time, it was excusable to be angry at what Wodehouse did, but to go on denouncing him three or four years later — and more, to let an impression remain that he acted with conscious treachery — is not excusable. Few things in this war have been more morally disgusting than the present hunt after traitors and Quislings. At best it is largely the punishment of the guilty by the guilty. In France, all kinds of petty rats — police officials, penny-a-lining journalists, women who have slept with German soldiers — are hunted down while almost without exception the big rats escape. In England the fiercest tirades against Quislings are uttered by Conservatives who were practising appeasement in 1938 and Communists who were advocating it in 1940. I have striven to show how the wretched Wodehouse — just because success and expatriation had allowed him to remain mentally in the Edwardian age — became the corpus vile in a propaganda experiment, and I suggest that it is now time to regard the incident as closed. If Ezra Pound is caught and shot by the American authorities, it will have the effect of establishing his reputation as a poet for hundreds of years; and even in the case of Wodehouse, if we drive him to retire to the United States and renounce his British citizenship, we shall end by being horribly ashamed of ourselves. Meanwhile, if we really want to punish the people who weakened national morale at critical moments, there are other culprits who are nearer home and better worth chasing.
Is that an American or a British thing? I know quite a few diehard fans of Wodehouse in India. One of them even sent me transcripts of his radio broadcasts. The broadcasts seemed entirely innocuous to me. And my friends who don't like Wodehouse's writings are not aware of the broadcasts at all, suggesting that that's not the reason they don't read his works.
It was largely innocent stuff...[but]...[h]is timing could not have been worse. June 1941 was a low point in the Allies’ conduct of the war. The Nazis, with tank divisions storming across Soviet Russia, seemed on the brink of victory. Wodehouse’s “treachery” became the object of hysterical warmongering in the British media, led by an alliance of the Daily Mirror and the BBC.
Well, the point was that he did them at all.
One of my favorite authors, worth a read if you haven't already.
The Inimitable Jeeves
Thank You, Jeeves
The Code of the Woosters
There is a sophisticated and voracious readership of English in India. And it has given the world many great writers with unparalleled output in English - see http://www.inflibnet.ac.in/ojs/index.php/JLCMS/article/viewF...
And the writer RK Narayan, with his distinct characters and humorous stories, is the Indian response to Wodehouse. PGW is read, as he is all over the world, for his humo(u)r, wit and brilliance.
Perhaps you overreacted to what was an innocent and general comment about learning from Wodehouse's prose, rather than a condescending suggestion that Indians could benefit in particular.
I don't understand this. It's not a competition. The two are not even comparable. RK Narayan's novels have great characterisation, and a much more diverse range of plots than Wodehouse attempted, but not all of his work seems intended to be laugh-out-loud funny. And his prose seems quite dull, until you come to accept the plainness as having some kind of charm of its own.
Mostly because Clemens had more bite.