With countless Afghans trapped by an extremist regime in a country where they no longer fit, the recent release of a new English edition of Ulrich Alexander Boschwitz’s powerful, angry, and unsettling The Passenger (Der Reisende) was undeniably timely.1

Boschwitz was a German in a period when it was necessary to have parents who passed a malign muster. His mother was a Protestant, as was his late father, Salomon, a successful businessman who had fought in the trenches. In the Third Reich this was not enough. Salomon had been born Jewish. Under the Nazi Nuremberg...

 

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