Nonsense I-II

Nonsense #0.
Miscellaneous isagoge.

Nonsense I.

Towards Titan.

In rural Arkansas, Alfred McCrow, 22, parked his pickup truck Ford F-150, made in the year 2011, and pulled his .22 caliber Winchester rifle, to try a shot to a crow that was flying by, misfired and said it was good, “so I did not kill my ancestor, a very smart bird”.

         He ate some cranberries and listened on AM radio in his truck the song “Ode to my family”, performed by the Cranberries.

         A liberal in Arkansas, that hears Irish songs, and “Beth” by Kiss. And as Arkansas does not have a football team in the NFL, nor Alabama, McCrow is a follower of the Tennessee Titans.

         Suddenly, a storm and a tornado appeared.

         This is getting difficult, he said and got on his truck accelerated, pounded the phenomenon and then headed to Texarkana, where his wife Beth McGee, a twin 22 years old, few minutes older than her sister awaited for him.

         Nothing happened. He drank six beers, Miller, his wife, two, and they got very sleepy. There nothing happened. She is also a fan of the Tennessee Titans. Born in Nashville, Tennessee 37213.

         And both dreamt the same dream: winged Greek Titan and Titaness led them to Parnassus Mount, and then to Olympus. He was embraced by a Titaness, she was embraced by a Titan.

         (Actually, the Titans and the Titanesses did not have wings, but this one, “Towards Titan” is another story by a liar.)

         ... And they gave them to drink, nectar, and to eat, ambrosia, turned them into demigods... the happiness canned is called Nectar-Miller, and a meal in a box is called Ambrosia-McDonald's, in a sea of Hellenic ​fog and dew on flowering hills and under rosy clouds.

         They did not ask where they were going to. Just let the winged ones to take them. Came back soon, because fantasy can not last more than a few minutes, to the disappointment of both.

         They returned to the Deep South and heard the black crows squawking in the Metairie swamps, still on the branches of leafless trees.

         She wore a platinum ring with a blue diamond. Beth is a Methodist.

         He wore a gold ring with a ruby. Alfred is a Baptist.

         In their Protestant Bible there is no book of Judith, however, in a Catholic Bible, they could read in Judith, XVI, 6-7: [the mythical and nonexistent service Assyrian general Holofernes * in service to the King Nebuchadnezzar II the Great, who did exist and ruled Babylon from 605-562 BC] “6 ... But the Almighty Lord hath disappointed them by the hand of a woman.

         “7 For the mighty one did not fall by the young men, neither did the sons of the Titans smite him, nor high giants set upon him: but Judith the daughter of Merari weakened him with the beauty of her countenance.”

* Nebuchadnezzar II the Great was the eldest son and successor of Nabopolassar, who freed Babylon from its dependence on Assyria, leaving Nineveh in ruins.

         The Book of Judith is a story, a imaginary writing very well structured and written towards the end of the second century B.C. The author knew about Greek mythology, so he was able to mention the Greek Titans.

         The mist on rural road #22 of Louisiana is dense, they merge with it, forget their names, their origin, everything. Apparently they are one and the same, without identity nor distinction. They went out again, flied away, guided by the gems of their rings, she went ahead, he followed, flying at the speed of light to Titan, the largest moon of Saturn and the second largest natural satellite of the Solar System, only behind Ganymede, a Jovian moon.

         At Titan, they made an igloo, sipped a Miller beer each, contemplated the Earth from there, with a powerful and expensive portable telescope, and then flied to the Arizona desert, so similar to Titan, in the words of astronomer Jean-Pierre Levreton.

         At the center of Arizona is the mythological Phoenix, also Greek, that spoke and told McCrow and McGee never give up and return to Texarkana, to work and further study.

         They recorded everything with his Sony video camera, and soon the will air a two-hour documentary through channel 71 of The Arkansas Cable Company.

         From now and on famous, they hope to raise several hundred thousand dollars for advertising during the broadcast of this fantastic and incredible journey.

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The quick brown fox jumps over the lazy dog.

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Nonsense II.

Teacher Arcano’s digression.

In September 1997, after a long Apicultural digression the teacher of history Arcano (Artemio Cañizares Noriega), his student Novata [Rookie] (Nora Valle Tagle), at the elite College Los Olivos, reminded him what was the matter, as the old man had forgotten about it: the philosophical and political influence of Friedrich Overath over the cream of the bourgeois intelligentsia of the city of Leipzig in the 1850s, after the failure of the “revolution” of 1848.