11 September 2022
Klara and the Sun – Kazuo Ishiguro
Whatever I try to say or do, it’s wrong and I get trapped. And the way she goes on about Mum. It’s going too far.
‘I think I hate Capaldi because deep down I suspect he may be right. That what he claims is true. That science has now proved beyond doubt there’s nothing so unique about my daughter, nothing there our modern tools can’t excavate, copy, transfer. That people have been living with one another all this time, centuries, loving and hating each other, and all on a mistaken premise. A kind of superstition we kept going while we didn’t know better.
Sufficiently generous and liberal to be open to all students of high caliber, even some who haven’t benefited from genetic editing.
‘I suppose I’m saying Josie and I will always be together at some level, some deeper one, even if we go out there and don’t see each other any more. I can’t speak for her. But once I’m out there, I know I’ll always keep searching for someone just like her. At least like the Josie I once knew.