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Michel Houellebecq

Data de nascimento: 26. Fevereiro 1956

Michel Houellebecq, nascido Michel Thomas , é um escritor francês. Ficiconista, poeta, ensaísta, realizador, argumentista, Houellebecq é um dos mais traduzidos autores franceses contemporâneos, e também um dos mais controversos. Michel Houellebecq é o enfant terrible da literatura francesa atual. Odiado e amado, os seus livros abordam sempre temas na moda e são altamente polémicos, porque ele tem sempre um ponto de vista iconoclasta sobre os problemas.

Seus romances Partículas Elementares e Plataforma lhe valeram uma reputação internacional de provocador, embora sejam também frequentemente considerados como um sinal de renovação da literatura francesa. Com o livro La Carte et le Territoire, Michel Houellebecq recebeu o prêmio Goncourt de 2010, o mais prestigioso da literatura francesa. .

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writer 1956
„Youth was the time for happiness, its only season; young people, leading a lazy, carefree life, partially occupied by scarcely absorbing studies, were able to devote themselves unlimitedly to the liberated exultation of their bodies. They could play, dance, love, and multiply their pleasures. They could leave a party, in the early hours of the morning, in the company of sexual partners they had chosen, and contemplate the dreary line of employees going to work. They were the salt of the earth, and everything was given to them, everything was permitted for them, everything was possible. Later on, having started a family, having entered the adult world, they would be introduced to worry, work, responsibility, and the difficulties of existence; they would have to pay taxes, submit themselves to administrative formalities while ceaselessly bearing witness--powerless and shame-filled--to the irreversible degradation of their own bodies, which would be slow at first, then increasingly rapid; above all, they would have to look after children, mortal enemies, in their own homes, they would have to pamper them, feed them, worry about their illnesses, provide the means for their education and their pleasure, and unlike in the world of animals, this would last not just for a season, they would remain slaves of their offspring always, the time of joy was well and truly over for them, they would have to continue to suffer until the end, in pain and with increasing health problems, until they were no longer good for anything and were definitively thrown into the rubbish heap, cumbersome and useless. In return, their children would not be at all grateful, on the contrary their efforts, however strenuous, would never be considered enough, they would, until the bitter end, be considered guilty because of the simple fact of being. From this sad life, marked by shame, all joy would be pitilessly banished. When they wanted to draw near to young people's bodies, they would be chased away, rejected, ridiculed, insulted, and, more and more often nowadays, imprisoned. The physical bodies of young people, the only desirable possession the world has ever produced, were reserved for the exclusive use of the young, and the fate of the old was to work and to suffer. This was the true meaning of; it was a pure and simple holocaust of each generation in favor of the one that replaced it, a cruel, prolonged holocaust that brought with it no consolation, no comfort, nor any material or emotional compensation.“The Possibility of an Island






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