In the public arena, Augustus the Fool faces, unavoidably, the Clown of Power. All human tragicomedy may be seen in this encounter, in the history of the Circus as History. In the world-circus the writer - and I see myself as one- seems ill equipped for everyday life in which his fellow men offer and receive their share of credible reality. And yet his weakness may be also be seen as an unconventional and devious strength, his solitude as a deeper kind of solidarity, his imagination as a shortcut to reality. I may fit the portrait of such an adventurer trying to humanize his shipwreck wherever he may be.