But you haven't counted your blessings: There are those not given the ability to remember. Nameless. Faceless. They are statistics, and there is nothing quite so existential as that. Even so, you can't consider these things absurd . . . to do so would be unholy. No. I don't think it absurd that life should be so condensable. I think it loathing, detestable, horrid . . . morally sterilizing.