Status Updates From Molloy

Look. Irish dramatist prose is lyrical, bouncy, poetic, wry… but this piece is confusing me. I am getting transphobia, stigmatized mental illness, non consensual sex so far… but dunno if I’m right bc I dunno what’s happening.

I dunno if I’m supposed to read this in French or English. I couldn’t manage this style in French, though. The reader is doing a lovely classical Dubliner & appropriate for this era, but I haven’t figured out where it’s all set yet. Mostly I just don’t care about white men white manning, so I regret choosing to finally start this on the day my 9th module of 11 starts for school. Whyyyy