Likely Fictional Texts

In Waiting for Godot (1952), Samuel Beckett implicates an absent God (just remove the –ot from Godot, and voila) through the futile story of Estragon and Vladimir, two ambivalent friends who basically worry and rant through an entire play in which the expected and implicitly promised protagonist never appears. It’s considered an absurdist tragicomedy, a categorization eerily similar to life itself. Imagine Godot sitting at home in front of some killer nachos not texting Estragon back. Not answering prayers, and being an overall theatrical dick for whom the audience unwittingly purchased tickets. Thanks Beckett, for telling it like it is.