'Vladimir Kabo’s autobiography is distinctive in one way: whereas the majority of East European migrants to Australia regarded it as a place of forced, if comfortable, exile, for him, a well-known Soviet ethnographer (an “Australianist” as he calls himself), who had written several monographs on Australian Aborigines without ever visiting Australia, it was a coveted, yet totally inaccessible, Eldorado. Imagine a university professor of English who has never visited Britain (not an uncommon occurrence in the former Soviet Union).' (Introduction)
'Vladimir Kabo’s autobiography is distinctive in one way: whereas the majority of East European migrants to Australia regarded it as a place of forced, if comfortable, exile, for him, a well-known Soviet ethnographer (an “Australianist” as he calls himself), who had written several monographs on Australian Aborigines without ever visiting Australia, it was a coveted, yet totally inaccessible, Eldorado. Imagine a university professor of English who has never visited Britain (not an uncommon occurrence in the former Soviet Union).' (Introduction)
