Saturday, 3 November 2012

Sisyphus: Theatre Of The Absurd

"The gods had condemned Sisyphus to ceaselessly rolling a rock to the top of a mountain, whence the stone would fall back of its own weight. They had thought with some reason that there is no more dreadful punishment than futile and hopeless labour..."
The Myth Of Sisyphus, Albert Camus.

"Ever tried. Ever failed. No matter. Try Again. Fail again. Fail better."Samuel Beckett.

"If at first you don't succeed, failure may be your style."
Quentin Crisp. 

"Kids, you tried your best, and you failed miserably. The lesson is, never try."
Homer Simpson.

"You mean it's all been meaningless?"
The Magnetic Fields. 

"Oh - what's the bloody point?"
Kenneth Williams.


  1. I prefer Gore Vidal's concept of people being like lemmings - we see the precipise ahead - yet we still follow the same course.

  2. Isn't all labour futile and hopeless, in the end.
    Someone mows their lawn, prunes their bushes and pulls up weeds and so on, tends their flowers, etc - in the full knowledge that nature will always win and they'll have to go through the same futile and hopeless routine every week or so.
    That's hardly punishment.
    Tis life, no?

    And why should there have to be a point?
    That road leads to religion -> there must be a point, ie. God, heaven etc...

    CHAOS is nature and the constant work, ultimately futile and pointless as it is, is about survival and so on...

    I have a degree in bollocks, you know.
    I know whereof I spake.

  3. But that's their point - THERE IS NO POINT!