To: Joe Mathews
From: Franz Kafka
“I keep hearing Californians calling your state’s housing crisis Kafkaesque.
You are far too kind. I never imagined a nightmare this cruel, absurd, and surreal.
I don’t know how I got to California. But I appeared here some weeks ago, in the form of an insect, like my protagonist in ‘The Metamorphosis.’ And I’m glad I did. If I’d known weather like this in my lifetime, I might not have died of tuberculosis in Prague in 1924, at age 40.”