Reading (in) the Holocaust. Malgorzata Wójcik-Dudek

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Chapter One Mount of Remembrance

      Radio: And then the Germans marched into Warsaw and said that Poland wasn’t Poland anymore, and Warsaw wasn’t its capital but a rubble-filled hole in the ground …

      Little Metal Girl: Dead right, a hole! A shithole. I hate this city. The tube, wrrr, the trams, bruu, stinking buses, and wherever you’re headed, you go over dead bodies, dead bodies, dead bodies!

Dorota Masłowska: Między nami dobrze jest¹

Aleksandra Ubertowska argues that the above passage from Dorota Masłowska’s play is an affirmation of posthistoricity in the sense of “the atrophy of ‘grand narratives’ […] which lay claim to imposing order on the magma-like, amorphous reality, to forcing it into a coherent shape and meaning.”²

Ubertowska is right, but her remark deserves some elaboration. The point is that the words of the Little Metal Girl reverberate with the summa of contemporary Polish socio-national projects, whose implementation is far from successful. The methodology of parochial, nationalistically-coloured patriotism has apparently failed, along with the concept of ethical-aesthetic education, if aims and destinations are only reached “over dead bodies” and in the rhythm of Julian Tuwim’s celebrated “Locomotive.”³ СКАЧАТЬ