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118 pages, Hardcover
First published January 1, 1971
AFAA: (posing) In a way you may call us vultures. We clean up the mess made by others. The populace should be grateful for our presence.
PRIEST: […] Strange man, your father, very strange. You didn’t run into him out there, did you? I’m really anxious to know if he still intends to legalize cannibalism.
BERO: He does.
PRIEST: I knew it. A stubborn man, once he gets hold of an idea. You won’t believe what he actually said to me, I’m going to try and persuade those fools not to waste all that meat. Mind you he never could stand wastage, could he? I remember he used to wade into you both if he caught you wasting anything. But human flesh, why, that’s another matter altogether.
BERO: But why, Pastor. It’s quite delicious, you know.
PRIEST: Just what I say. It’s … what did you say?
BERO [reaches out and pulls the Priest’s cheek.]: This. Delicious.
AFAA: Where is he? Where is he? As is everywhere.
CRIPPLE [picking a flea from his rags.]: Got him!
SI BERO [ turning sharply. ]: What!
CRIPPLE [throwing it in his mouth.]: A fat one.
GOYI: Greedy beggar.
AFAA: Did you choose it?
CRIPPLE: It chose me.
BLINDMAN: Chose? An enemy of As.
AFAA: Sure? Not a disciple.
BLINDMAN: An enemy. Subversive agent.
AFAA: Quite right. As chooses, man accepts.
… you cyst, you cyst, you splint in the arrow of arrogance, the dog of dogma, tick of a heretic, the tick in politics, the mock of democracy, the mar of marxism, a tic of the fanatic, the boo in buddhism, the ham in Mohammed, the dash in the criss-cross of Christ, a dot on the i of ego an ass in the mass, the ash in ashram, a boot in kibbutz, the pee of priesthood, the peepee of perfect priesthood, oh how dare you raise your hindquarters you dog of dogma and cast the scent of your existence on the lamp-post of Destiny you HOLE IN THE ZERO of NOTHING!