Word: culpae
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...approached the legacy of Louis-Ferdinand Celine with trepidation, if they have deigned to remember his contribution to French literature at all. He was an unsavory fellow: perceived as a political turncoat; ungrateful towards his staunchest friends; a convicted Nazi collaborator. In an epigraph to his pamphlet called Mea Culpa, Celine taunted, "There are still a few hatreds that I lack. I am sure that they exist." Hatred is a distasteful and difficult subject...
Celine composed Mea Culpa after touring Russia in 1936. The tract castigates the government that had invited him; it is a frenzied denunciation of the Soviet system's accomplishments, goals and aspirations. He appends a peculiarly personal tag to an ostensibly social message, but then, Celine typically let instinct hold sway over his world-view. He scorned dispassionate philosophy. Instinct tends to be an irrational, solipsistic faculty, and Celine's surrender to it poisoned his literary reputation...
...publication date appears too clever by half, almost coinciding with completion of the presidential primaries and a still faintly possible last-minute "draft Humphrey movement." But Education is no campaign document. It is more an apologia, a mea culpa for the Nixon trauma that Humphrey believes he could have spared the nation, a cry for understanding of a tragic flaw in character that prevented him from doing...
...outlander's hatred for the sophisticated metropolis. As Queens College Professor Andrew Hacker put it last week, "By all means let us have some serious belt tightening if that is Kankakee's condition for buying our bonds. But what is also wanted is some kind of mea culpa: repentance for past profligacies." Certainly some Americans are not above a little gloating. A group of Rotarians applauded in New Orleans, for example, when George Wallace said that New York newspapers were "always giving advice, always scrutinizing," and then added: "We're doin' fine and New York...
Kennerly's Culpa...