So at the risk of being the only reviewer too stupid to get it, I have to say...I didn't quite get it. And yet, I'd have to recommend the book, because Jünger's special gift is passages that are deeply profound yet oddly lyrical, such as:
"Exploitation is inevitable; without it no
no society, indeed, no mosquito can exist.
It has endured and
tolerated for centuries,
often barely noticed. It can become anonymous;
one is no longer exploited by princes, but by ideas;
slaves and masters
The important thing is to assign evil to the past,
the unenlightened times, and in the present, to the enemy."
Truer words were never spoken. If only the rest of the book were as clear.
Ultimately, what is Baroh's problem?
He says:"madness is only part of my
problem . . . .
A loss of individuality may be an additional factor."
Madness arises from a split between his dream world and reality,
his role in the modern Titanic (nuclear) society is the cause
disconnectedness. To achieve individualization he must leave
and become a
Waldgänger, one who walks away, a Zarathustra.
Problem" presents us with a poetic statement of the modern problem and
proposes a method to achieve an individual solution. But it is not
didactic. It a well-constructed novel that stands firmly on all four
legs of fiction, while at the same time promulgating Jünger's philosophy