Tintin honored by Dalai Lama with Truth of Light Award
Call me nostalgic and sentimental—I am. Part of the reason for that, probably, is that as a kid in what was then the Belgian Congo, and later in Belgium, I grew up on a steady diet of Tintin. I still vividly remember, for example, sitting on a cold tile floor in a kind of dumpy, dim green apartment hallway, with a bunch of little Belgian kids and a big stack of Tintin comic books, excited that we'd gotten a couple new ones. It's nice to see, now, the Dalai Lama recognize Hergé's contribution to society. This volume was said to be Hergé's favorite—it remains entirely appropriate reading for adults.
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