A satire from the 16th century told from the perspective of Folly herself, and a criticism against pretentiousness and those who take themselves and their world too seriously. Life is made bearable by a bit of irrationality, a bit of foolishness. Do not let fear of understanding put you off from reading this. The language is certainly playful (which I loved), but it is not overly difficult to make sense of. Having some basic knowledge of Greek gods/deities will help a lot, and some familiarity with the Bible for the final third, but other than that it is fairly straightforward. The opening third was the strongest and funniest, the rest felt a little repetitive, as if the point had already been made. The narrator as a personification of Folly was certainly fun, but I do question how closely she represented "Folly" or "Madness" as it was understood in Erasmus' time.