It is easy to conjure up landscapes of the past peopled by holy fools, and to suppose that medieval times were full of simpleton jesters, and boy bishops leading rites of inversion and showing how all sinners were equal in God's eyes. It is equally easy to imagine a subsequent darkening of the plain - the old Christian reverence for simplicity yielding to the carceral project of modernity, Foucault's great confinement.

LRB 8 May 1997 | PDF Download