Lévi Weemoedt, pseudoniem van Isaäck Jacobus van Wijk (1948), is schrijver van tragikomische korte verhalen en gedichten. Met Hans Dorrestijn trad hij jarenlang op met literair-muzikale programma’s. Weemoedts werk werd verzameld in Vanaf de dag dat ik mensen zag (2007) en Met enige vertraging (2014).
I had already read 'De Ziekte van Lodesteijn', which I loved because it was so dark and yet so funny, describing the struggles of secondary school teacher Lodesteijn as he deals with a management keen on the future, while Lodesteijn prefers the things as they used to be - he's a classicist for a reason. He collapses in the stationary aisle of the V&D and afterwards he starts having these physical symptoms, as well as depression, that no physician can properly diagnose. He only starts feeling better when he goes to Rome. 'Het nut van Lodesteijn' is just as dark, though more descriptive - Lodesteijn has acquired a set of first names, Anthony Willem, and this novella basically tells the story of how Lodesteijn tries to find new employment but, being a classicist, can't find anything. It's depressing and doesn't really have an end, suggesting that things will remain as hopeless for Lodesteijn as they are, but it still is funny - especially the bit where he reads a book written by a hack on how Odysseus must've been English and had loads to do with Zeeland, and how Vlissingen must be the entrance to the Underworld - I'm not so fond of the line "Neem dan Hellevoetsluis, als je per se wil katten", also because I've lived in Hellevoetsluis for long enough to know that it's definitely boring but pretty much comparable to Vlissingen in that sense. Both novels are set in an area familiar to myself, the Rijnmond-region, and this adds a very interesting angle. Recommended.