What I'm Reading...

Now that I'm done The Idiot, I picked up Milan Kundera's The Unbearable Lightness of Being. I've already read The Book of Laughter and Forgetting and Slowness. So I have a bit of an idea what to expect. I was so thoroughly unsurprised when the novel got around to discussing the "Prague Spring" of 1968. Not that I blame Kundera for it, I mean 1968 must be huge if you're Czech and of a certain age. Look at Jaromir Jagr, why do you think his number is 68? I just find it interesting that Kundera seems to (in what I've read so far) always talk about 1968 directly, and never obliquely or through allegory.