In the Penal Colony
by Franz Kafka
In the Penal Colony Introduction
In A Nutshell
Franz Kafka was an early 20th century author of German-Jewish descent, famous for writing nightmarish, grotesque, disturbing, and enigmatic short stories and novels. We say "enigmatic" because almost all of Kafka's works seem like they have really "deep" meanings that are difficult to pin down or identify. This must mean something, you say after reading a Kafka story, but what?!
In fact, Kafka's even got an adjective all to himself – the "Kafkaesque" – which you might hear thrown around by uppity college English majors. "Kafkaesque" refers to that unique combination of qualities Kafka's work can have, and the particular feel you get when you read his stories. It also refers to the particular set of broad themes his stories usually seem to revolve around (which also give them that distinctive "Kafka" feel): judgment and justice (or lack thereof), particularly divine judgment; the alienation or isolation of the individual; the "faceless modern bureaucracy"; the promise that there is meaning somewhere – in God, in life, in a justice system – and the frustrating failure to find it.
"In the Penal Colony," one of Kafka's most famous short stories (some would call it a novella), is certainly Kafkaesque. It's got the grotesque and disturbing elements down (more even than most Kafka stories), not to mention all that stuff about judgment and justice: it's the story of an elaborate torture/execution machine which kills "the guilty." As you'll quickly find out upon reading it, this story also has the whole "This must mean something, but what!?" thing going on, big time. But that's part of why we're here, isn't it?
So what's the scoop on the history of the story? Kafka churned it out in two weeks in 1914, in the midst of writing one of his three major (and incomplete) novels, The Trial. "In the Penal Colony" wasn't published until five years later, in 1919, though better late than never.
In fact, most of Kafka's work remained unpublished until he died in 1924. That was when a close friend of his, Max Brod, began collecting and publishing the many writings Kafka had kept private, including Kafka's three incomplete and very fragmentary novels. Until then, Kafka's scanty published work, which was written in German (though he lived in Prague), had only made ripples in a very dedicated but small segment of the German Modernist avant-garde – the experimental artist types who were always looking for the next new thing that rebelled against "the man." Once Brod had undertaken the publishing project, though, Kafka caught began to catch on big time with larger segments of the German-speaking public, though this was seriously hindered in the 1930s when the Nazis came to power, since they didn't like Jews or Modernists much.
Kafka's really big break came after World War II, and the recent events of the war and Holocaust made some of Kafka's darker visions of the modern world more compelling. After the first translations into English were made during the 1940s by a husband-wife team named the Muirs, his popularity spread like wildfire in the English-speaking world, as both critics and general readers discovered they just couldn't get enough of the Kafkaesque.
"In the Penal Colony," which was first translated into English 1948, quickly came to be recognized as one of his most important shorter works by almost everybody. It's even found a home among political activists or politically-minded critics who like to make use of it as a very lurid (a fancy word that means "vivid," usually in a bad way) depiction of the way a society can torture and control human bodies. (The politically engaged critic Edward Said, for example, used it this way, as have many fascinated by the theories of "power and the body" put forth by the philosopher Michel Foucault).
"In the Penal Colony" has also received much attention from the veritable industry of Kafka criticism that sprung up in the 1950s. Critics love Kafka for the same reason lots of students do: when everything in a story is so unclear but seems so meaningful, almost anything you say will seem really deep. And you can say a lot.
Why Should I Care?
In "In the Penal Colony" a foreign explorer comes to a tropical colony and witnesses a judicial procedure that he finds totally barbaric and horrifying. Now, we hope you haven't seen anyone get gruesomely mangled by a huge, deteriorating machine. But we bet that you've been in a situation similar to the explorer. Answer the questions below to find out:
- Have you ever been an outsider looking in on a person or a situation that seems very foreign, strange, or troubling to you?
- Do you know someone who sees the world really differently than you do, so much so that his or her worldview seems wrong, horrible, or scary?
- Have you ever been at an unfamiliar religious or cultural ceremony where you saw some stuff that didn't make sense to you?
- Have you ever seen something like this on TV?
So what do you do in these uncomfortable situations? Can you remain sure of yourself, even if the people around you seem completely convinced of whatever it is they're doing or saying? What if you're invited to participate, or asked for your opinion? And do you wonder if maybe the person or people who seem so strange or terrifying might be aware of something you're not? These are all questions the explorer faces, to an extreme degree, in "In the Penal Colony," and it's possible you've faced them too.
That's of course only the beginning of what the story is about. It's also a story that raises a lot of the Big Questions: what is Justice, anyway? What does it mean to be guilty? Is there any value in suffering? Have we, in our tolerant, humane, modern world lost something that older, seemingly more brutal cultures might have had? Or should we be really thankful that we left that behind? What might they have had that we don't? Kafka raises a lot of questions.
Besides all of that, the story's a genuine puzzle, and, if you like puzzles, it's quite a ride to try and figure it out (good luck). If that's your thing, dive right in.