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The Diabolic Sweetness of Pol Pot

The Diabolic Sweetness of Pol Pot 16-1 Cambodia Muse 4/13/04 2:55 PM Page 21 SOTH POLIN In the beginning was the Word / and the Word was with God / and the Word was God./All things were made by Him/and without Him nothing was made. The Prologue of St. John At the time that Pol Pot was teaching me Verlaine, I had not yet learned to distrust sweet things. In 1957, he was my French teacher, though later he claimed to have been a history teacher, in order not to appear to have been an advocate of the colonialists’ culture. We knew him by the name of Saloth Sar, and nothing he said to us betrayed his engagement in politics— until the day in 1962 when he left for the resistance. I need to revise my memory of that school year: Pol Pot was not just the disciple of Verlaine who, as a good philologue, knew how to win over his students with his explications de texte: “It rains in my heart as it rains on the city. From whence comes this languor that pierces my heart…” The consequences of the phantasmagoric catastrophe of human judg- ment that was the Khmer Rouge regime are now http://www.deepdyve.com/assets/images/DeepDyve-Logo-lg.png Manoa University of Hawai'I Press

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16-1 Cambodia Muse 4/13/04 2:55 PM Page 21 SOTH POLIN In the beginning was the Word / and the Word was with God / and the Word was God./All things were made by Him/and without Him nothing was made. The Prologue of St. John At the time that Pol Pot was teaching me Verlaine, I had not yet learned to distrust sweet things. In 1957, he was my French teacher, though later he claimed to have been a history teacher, in order not to appear to have been an advocate of the colonialists’ culture. We knew him by the name of Saloth Sar, and nothing he said to us betrayed his engagement in politics— until the day in 1962 when he left for the resistance. I need to revise my memory of that school year: Pol Pot was not just the disciple of Verlaine who, as a good philologue, knew how to win over his students with his explications de texte: “It rains in my heart as it rains on the city. From whence comes this languor that pierces my heart…” The consequences of the phantasmagoric catastrophe of human judg- ment that was the Khmer Rouge regime are now

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ManoaUniversity of Hawai'I Press

Published: Apr 30, 2004

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