Franz Kafka was born today, July 3rd a long ass time ago.
Why is he awesome?
Here is an excerpt from his well known story, The Metamorphosis:
“‘O God,’ he thought, ‘what a demanding job I’ve chosen! Day in, day out on the road. The stresses of trade are much greater than the work going on at head office, and, in addition to that, I have to deal with the problems of traveling, the worries about train connections, irregular bad food, temporary and constantly changing human relationships which never come from the heart. To hell with it all!’ He felt a slight itching on the top of his abdomen. He slowly pushed himself on his back closer to the bed post so that he could lift his head more easily, found the itchy part, which was entirely covered with small white spots (he did not know what to make of them), and wanted to feel the place with a leg. But he retracted it immediately, for the contact felt like a cold shower all over him. “
The way he wrote about society is all to familiar to us even today! We all have those same complaints about work and relations that transforms our very nature, and in this case Kafka exaggerated by delivering an actual metamorphosis of physical being rather than just in the mind.