Swift’s irony is so funny you would almost forget his work is a powerful act of resistance. i find it incredible how a man with such deep understanding of the dynamics of his time can write such lighthearted (at its core, nothing in this book is lighthearted) and witty jokes.

also, in his short essay about Ireland, he says
“but my heart is too heavy to continue this irony”,
and when Jonathan Swift, man who proposed we could eat babies to counter poverty and overpopulation, collapses under the weight of his own irony, you know shit is feckin tough man.

i’m glad this work exists. it is a creative way to show resistance against oppression. (and the Irish know oppression alright)