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David Foster Wallace’s essay on Kafka is a refreshing revelation of what I’ve been struggling to articulate with my own love of the Absurd.
And it is this, I think, that makes Kafka’s wit inaccessible to children whom our culture has trained to see jokes as entertainment and entertainment as reassurance. It’s not that students don’t “get” Kafka’s humor but that we’ve taught them to see humor as something you get—the same way we’ve taught them that a self is something you just have. No wonder they cannot appreciate the really central Kafka joke: that the horrific struggle to establish a human self results in a self whose humanity is inseparable from that horrific struggle.
‘Some Remarks on Kafka’s Funniness from Which Probably Not Enough Has Been Removed’, Consider the Lobster by David Foster Wallace.