Status Updates From Enrico IV (Italian Edition)

Proto-absurd rather than surreal (the distinction matters), with fascinating reflection on what it means to be to wear a mask in public or private. Tragicomic drama in the twentieth century might really start here.

-For the life of me I can never understand why these people are
allowed to call themselves doctors.
-What people?
-Psychiatrists. Why do they graduate in medicine?
-What else should they graduate in?
-Linguistics . . . It’s only about who has the best lines . . .
“coherence typical of systematised delusion” . . . “melancholic reflex”...