I find it easy and enjoyable to try and predict the winner for the Nobel Prize in Literature. This Prize is a mirror of what is regarded as good and noble in this long moment in time, at this blue dot in space.
I haven't read much literature this year, although I enjoyed Brecht's Life of Galileo. Still, I would like for Paul Auster and Tom Stoppard to be awarded, because both of these authors - among other things - deal with chance, which I think has become quite important in our interconnected lives. Off I go to read The Almighty Chance then.
