A Confederacy of Dunces at Forty

A Confederacy of Dunces at Forty

Many years ago, I undertook an internship at the New Statesman on the books desk. I would like to say that I found myself exposed to many brilliant authors and titles that I would not otherwise have encountered, but unfortunately I did not. However, one sublime thing did come out of my brief stint in the Statesman’s confines. The literary editor one day handed me a copy of a book with a peculiar title – A Confederacy of Dunces  – and told me, very solemnly, that it had life-changing properties. As he put it, with an entirely straight face, ‘When I read this book for the first time, I laughed so much that my girlfriend thought I was having a fit and called an ambulance.’

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