Absurd (April)

Absurd is something associated with 1947. Sometime like that. Only, it’s not really like that, is it? Is it? Absurd predated 1947 as absurd is not just awareness of futility. It’s that it happened again. There wasn’t simply a war to end wars, there was a second war to end all wars. Or then, we read how the Holy Roman Emperor paid big for alchemists to produce gold, a would-be Midas, like others over again. Books on the subject fetch absurd prices. Even this April a volume appears rehearsing the burnished stories, together with new finds that are “pure gold”.