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Baron von Himmlen

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Charles Bukowski einmal anders…

Als Heinrich Karl Bukowski, Sohn eines US-amerikanischen Besatzungssoldaten polnischer Herkunft namens Henry Bukowski und der Deutschen Katharina Fett im rheinischen Andernach in Deutschland geboren, zog er mit seinen Eltern 1922 an den Geburtsort seines Vaters, nach Los Angeles in Kalifornien.

Nach der Schule studierte Bukowski zunächst Journalismus am Los Angeles City College und versuchte sich bereits in jungen Jahren – zunächst ohne großen Erfolg – als Schriftsteller. Viele Jahre lang lebte er wenig sesshaft, machte zahllose Jobs, saß für kurze Zeit wegen Trunkenheit im Gefängnis und in der Psychiatrie. Stationen dieser Wanderjahre waren unter anderem New Orleans, Miami Beach, New York, Atlanta, Chicago und Philadelphia. 1943 wurde er gemustert und als physisch und mental untauglich für den Militärdienst eingestuft

Charles Bukowski gab Anton Tschechow, Ernest Hemingway, John Fante und Louis-Ferdinand Céline (Reise ans Ende der Nacht) als literarische Vorbilder an und hatte ein Faible für klassische Musik. Seine Lieblingskomponisten waren Gustav Mahler und Jean Sibelius.

Ein Auszug aus der Novelle „Ham on Rye“ ; Gedanken zu seinem eigenen Leben im Zeitraum zwischen 0 und 20 Jahren…

…Than I began writing. It was about a German aviator in World War I. Baron von Himmlen. He flew a red Fokker. And he was not popular with his fellow fliers. He didn`t talk to them. He drank alone and flew alone. he didn`t bother with women, although they loved him. He was above that. He was too busy. He was busy shooting Allied planes out of the sky. Already he had shot down 110 and the war wasn`t over. His red Fokker, which he referred to as the „October Bird of Death“, was known everywhere. Even the enemy ground troops knew him as he often flew alone over them, taking their gunfire and laughing, dropping bottles of champagne to them suspended from little parachutes. Baron Von Himmlen was never attacked by less than five Allied planes at a time. He was an ugly man with scars on his face, but he was beautiful if you looked long enough-it was in the eyes, his style, his courage, his fierce alonenless…

Nobody drank like the Baron. The others just stood at the bar and watched him. One time one of the other fliers said, „What is it, Himmlen? You think you`re too good for us?“ It was Willie Schmidt, the biggest, strongest guy in the outfit. The Baron downed his drink, set down his glass, stood up and slowly started walking toward Willie who was standing at the bar. The other fliers backed off.

„Jesus, what are you going to do?“ asked Willie the Baron advanced. The Baron kept moving slowly toward Willie, not answering.

„Jesus, Baron, I was kidding! Mother`s honor! Listen to me, Baron…Baron…the enemy is elsewhere!Baron!“

The Baron let go with his right. you couldn`t see it. It smashed into Willie`s face propelling him over the top of the bar, flippinghim over completely! He crashed into the bar mirror like a cannonball and the bottles tumbled down. The Baron pulled a cigar out and like it, then walked back to his table, sat down and poured another drink. They didn`t bother the Baron after that. Behind the bar they picked Willie up. His face was a mass of blood.

The Baron shot plane after plane out of the sky. Nobody seemed to understand him and nobody knew how he had become so skillful with the red Fokker and his other strange ways. Like fighting. Or the graceful way he walked. He went on and on. His luck was sometimes bad. One day flying back after downing three Allied planes, limping in low over enemy lines, he was hit by shrapnel. It blew off his right hand at the wrist. He managed to bring the red Fokker in. From that time on he flew with an iron hand in place of his original right hand…

The Baron went on doing magic things. Half the notebook was filled with Baron Von Himmlen. It made me feel good to write about the Baron. A man needed somebody. There wasn`t anybody around, so you had to make up somebody, make him up to be like a man should be. It wasn`t make-believe or cheating. The other way was make-believe and cheating: living your live without a man like him around…

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Buch: „Ham on Rye“
ISBN-10: 1841951633
ISBN-13: 978-1841951638
http://www.amazon.de/Ham-Rye-Charles-Bukowski/dp/1841951633
 
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Bildquelle: Airplay-Entertainment , Der rote Baron: Die original Tagebücher [Audiobook] [Audio CD]
http://www.amazon.de/Der-rote-Baron-original-Tageb%C3%BCcher/dp/3935168616

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