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José Arcadio Buendía is feeling rather sane at the moment. That is, he's speaking non-Latin. This may or may not have anything to do with the fact that he's making a speech.
"The town of Macondo was founded...Hell, I don't know how many years ago. It was Monday for so long. But, it was a good many ago that it was founded! And I founded it! I, José Arcadio Buendía!
"And none of you could do it better. No, you couldn't.
"And it was a damned beautiful town! We didn't have Government then, no, we didn't need it. Macondo, City of Glass! City of Mirrors! And it should have been City of Ice, but no, that never happened. I went crazy too soon, dammit. If I had stayed, we wouldn't have ever needed any goddamned telephones.
"It was good, but then, oh, then! My damned family, they ruined it. First Úrsula, she wouldn't let me move, but she made up for that, and she's a good woman, so I forgive her. Then the damned Government showed up. I had them under control, until it was Monday for too long. Next thing I know, my son's starting wars. Always knew there was something wrong with him. Could have been a good kid, too, had brains.
"And then my goddamned great-grandaughter-in-law, I-can't-remember-her-name, she brings in the gringoes, and that's it. It's blown away.
"Oh, Macondo, in your prime you were better than this place! I'd be happy if time started over. We all would.
"Except maybe José."
Typist: Um, yeah, he just kinda described a very small part of the insanely complicated book that is One Hundred Years of Solitude. No, I don't know why.
"The town of Macondo was founded...Hell, I don't know how many years ago. It was Monday for so long. But, it was a good many ago that it was founded! And I founded it! I, José Arcadio Buendía!
"And none of you could do it better. No, you couldn't.
"And it was a damned beautiful town! We didn't have Government then, no, we didn't need it. Macondo, City of Glass! City of Mirrors! And it should have been City of Ice, but no, that never happened. I went crazy too soon, dammit. If I had stayed, we wouldn't have ever needed any goddamned telephones.
"It was good, but then, oh, then! My damned family, they ruined it. First Úrsula, she wouldn't let me move, but she made up for that, and she's a good woman, so I forgive her. Then the damned Government showed up. I had them under control, until it was Monday for too long. Next thing I know, my son's starting wars. Always knew there was something wrong with him. Could have been a good kid, too, had brains.
"And then my goddamned great-grandaughter-in-law, I-can't-remember-her-name, she brings in the gringoes, and that's it. It's blown away.
"Oh, Macondo, in your prime you were better than this place! I'd be happy if time started over. We all would.
"Except maybe José."
Typist: Um, yeah, he just kinda described a very small part of the insanely complicated book that is One Hundred Years of Solitude. No, I don't know why.