- Borges says that Hume said that the world is perhaps a clumsy sketch of a childish god that did not end, ashamed of having done such miserable work; the world is the work of a secondary god that the great gods laugh at him. Hume no, Borges says that we do not know what the world is and what it is for; that is why all the lists to classify things – in that story he mentioned or invented a curious list that brought a Chinese encyclopedia, then Foucault leads to the first page of the essay Les mots et les choses (Words and things) – are a useless attempt to understand the world.
In El País, not in the world, they have acted more modestly: We have been proposed 52 literary works to get to know Spain, one by province. To me, the red cap oppresses my head, I am interested in the four provinces you know. To get to know Álava, you have to read The case of the forbidden amores (The case of the forbidden amores) of Marta Extramiana; I will not complain, because I have not read any books of the Extramiana, and, on the other hand, because the lezea can be deeper.
I also don't know what the world is for. But I believed that literature, among other things, was going to break topics. Obviously I was wrong.
Whoever wants to know Gipuzkoa – that is, the deep Gipuzkoa: the redundancy forgiveness – who reads, of course, the homeland of Fernando Aramburu. There is nothing more appropriate to know what Navarre is – what I think – than the winter sonata of Valle-Inclán: to see if before El País makes the following list we stop reading The Navarro Thought – that oximoron – and we created some writer. And in Bizkaia: Bilbao-New York-Bilbao, perpetrated by Felipe VI.arekin, writer recently.
Basque terrorists, Navarros, friendly Basques. The list is signed by Jaime Rubio. I also don't know what the world is for. But I believed that literature, among other things, was going to break topics. Obviously I was wrong.