brief Internet is full of literary gems, understood the word in its broadest sense. Glowing reviews in blogs, news and more pages are hidden in bags and bins of quackery and platitudes expressed by most of the nonsense. We shall mourn his forgetfulness, as papers that are tramp. I turn my admiration for two exceptional people, both authors of this literature of string in the new century: Juan José R. Chalazal, who have time to talk here, and the Marquis de Cubaslibres, promoter of this blog. He chiseled the other day one of their outstanding short pieces on the Internet. Its title, Telluric rage, his spirit, impetuous, Homeric, as the drunkard nicknamed the quiet man of John Wayne. Women, opera, bulls, science, man, art and literature make up the work of the Marquis. Teaching and powerful thanks to its brevity and intelligence that is built, is never without its humor. The latter in particular caught my attention for several reasons. In part, because it refers to a particularly dear to me, as is the shore of La Rioja and Navarra borders. Also because it reminded me of Baron and his scathing comments on the coastal and atrocious accent, which always made me so funny. And especially because it seemed gleaned his teaching of a chapter of a book that gives luster to my library. Its author, Constancio Bernaldo de Quiros, and has reared here earlier. The civil war ended his career in Spain. He emigrated to the Dominican Republic, Cuba and Mexico, where he died in 1959. The title is Figures offenders, and is a miscellaneous work on issues related to forensic anthropology and Spain. The chapter is "Relic ibera: race and crime in Spain." Compare these and enjoy.
Telluric rage, by the Marquis de Cubaslibres
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