There is certainly no hope left of getting away. And it isn't even terrible; it's possibly funny, if even that. It's embarrassing. That's all. A little embarrassing to realize that I no longer control my life, that the major decisions have already been made, long before I was conscious that any change was occurring.
Philip K. Dick, Confessions of a Crap Artist
determinism, futility, modernity, self-consciousness, society