Over the weekend we noted the discovery of the wreckage of the plane Antoine de Saint-Exupery was flying when it crashed at sea and sank in 1944. In “Wind, sand and stars” we took a look at Saint-Exupery through the eyes of Anne Morrow Lindbergh. She found him “not at all good looking” (see below) while falling passionately in love with him.
Today’s Wall Street Journal carries a column by Benjamin Ivry, also geared to the discovery of the wreckage of Saint-Exupery’s plane: “From the murky depths.” Ivry ridicules Saint-Exupery’s written works, but pays tribute to Saint-Exupery in a conclusion that seems to come from left field:
[H]e was a writer for whom the big and noble gesture was everything. One of his descendents, a distinguished journalist at Le Figaro, has just done him proud, publishing this month a bold and courageous indictment of French foreign policy in Rwanda: “L’Inavouable: La France au Rwanda” (Les Ar