Imperialist, racist, misogynist – Kipling has been called all of them. And there’s plenty of evidence to support these accusations in Kim, the novel that many consider to be his masterpiece. But labels oversimplify things, and Kipling’s portrayal of India under the Raj is, like the novel’s protagonist, so wonderfully fractured and complex that it defies easy condemnation.
It’s also easier to forgive an author for subscribing to the worst philosophies of their time when they produce such a fantastic adventure story, full of individual characters and dynamic descriptions. Read the rest of this entry »