Why would I like these plays? That is a question I keep asking myself given I am not normally attracted to Italian socialist (communist), cynical playwrights. However Dario Fo's plays, albeit with excellent cynical humor, depict the decrepit hypocrisy that surrounds much of organized religion and society. My favorite play is “Mistero Buffo.” The Buffo is somewhat like the town clown, or perhaps more accurately, the ancient court jester who allows us to laugh at ourselves and the predicament in which we find ourselves within society. The concept of the court jester goes back to medieval and Renaissance court traditions. So does the “art of comic acting, of working with masks, of mime and of grammelot.” One of my favorite parts of the play is called “Blind Man and the Cripple,” the following are examples of the stimulating lines THE BLIND MAN: What are they doing? THE CRIPPLE: They have tied him to a column . . . And they’re beating him . . . Oh, how they are beating, they’re so worked up. THE BLIND MAN: Oh, poor boy . . . Why are they beating him? What has he done to them, for them to get so worked up? THE CRIPPLE: He has come to tell them about loving each other, about being equal, like so many brothers. But make sure that you don’t get taken with compassion for him, because you’ll run a great danger of getting miracled. THE BLIND MAN: No, no, I’m not feeling compassion . . . That Christ doesn’t mean anything to me . . . I don’t know the man. But tell me, what are they doing now . . . ? THE CRIPPLE: They’re spitting on him . . . Dirty pigs, they’re spitting in his face. THE BLIND MAN: And what’s he doing . . . ? What is he saying, this poor holy son of God? THE CRIPPLE: He’s not saying anything, he’s not speaking, he’s not fighting back, and he doesn’t even look angry with those wicked people . . . THE BLIND MAN: And how’s he looking at them? THE CRIPPLE: He’s looking at them with looks of pity."