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time was ripe, that to have done so sooner had never crossed his mind, that he did not possess the maturi-ty and creativity needed to root himself to the spot to write, or to put it differently, that whatever maturity and creativity he possessed at the time he channelled it into other activities, seemed to him to be tautological.

That being said, there was no doubt that his turning to writing coincided with one of the many crises that had befallen his country since 1830 and hitherto. Maybe him and his likes, civil servants, were having a hard time caught in its whirlpool, suffering both in-creases and cutbacks but also, justly or unjustly, pub-lic derision. From that point on though, the fact that Panopoulos, who was possibly feeling suffocated in the stifling environment of YPEXODE saw in liter-ature the opportunity that his narcissistic character was searching for to escape the misery of the poor little pen pusher, to prove his worth to all of Greece, as well as supplementing his livelihood, was an at-tractive scenario. But one that a smart and clued-up student such as Stergiou stubbornly refused to follow as he did not consider either the crisis as the only key of reading into the happenings of this land or the op-posite, the latter, in other words, as the only key to reading the former. Yet, the assertion that while he

- How do you know?

- Well, it’s a Ministry, what do you think it’s like?

- It is not called YPEXODE anymore but Ministry of Energy, Environment and climatic changes

- That’s a pity. There’s never been a more successful name for a ministry in all of history

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had clammed up like an oyster in his anonymity for as long as he was unknown, and renounced it when he became known - only because it was beyond his pow-ers to reject pressing requests for interviews, meetings with the public in established bookstores, invitations from political parties to represent them as a member of Parliament in an electable position, from TV chan-nels to give his opinion on just about anything and therefore lose a unique opportunity to shine, his every word to finally be read devoutly, having the public in the palm of his hand, his face becoming recognizable and his own self finally unquestionably becoming a member of the intellectual nomenclature - was at the very least unfounded, never mind the fact that it left Stergiou exposed to the accusation that he is judging other people by his own yardstick.

Anonymity which Panopoulos had perhaps cho-sen solely for getting the status of protected witness against his own life, an assumption which Stergiou initially