Fighting Windmills “ We are all Don Quixote”

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Speaker 0 (0s): B in Benito <inaudible> <inaudible> 

Speaker 1 (7s): And the Tuesday Everybody yeah. It's Tuesday. Woo. Time to get up and go to work. I'm excited. Got to love. Tuesday's who doesn't love it. Tuesday, come on. Cue with the program, gentlemen, will you let me, I'm sorry, ladies and gentlemen, will you let me tell you a little story as something that happened in Seville, it fits our situation's so perfectly that I'd like you to hear it. 

Don Quixote told him to proceed and the priest and the women gave him their attention and he began is follows in the lunatic asylum. In Seville, there was a man put there by his family because he'd gone insane. He'd graduated as a student of Canon law from the university of Osuna. But even if he'd studied at Salamanca, most people would have considered him crazy. 

After years of being locked away. This university graduate got it into his head that he'd become sane completely right in the head. And with this conviction, he wrote to the arch Bishop, begging him most earnestly and with very logical arguments to let him be released from the misery in which he'd been living since by the grace of God, he'd recovered his lost sanity. It, it was only because his family coveted his rightful share of their wealth, that he was still locked away and they would go on with that pretense until he was dead and buried. 

The Archbishop persuaded by such a sensible and well organized letter ordered one of the chaplains to find out from him, the director of the asylum, if what the university graduates letters said was true and also told the Chaplin to speak to the lunatic himself. And if he, if he indeed appeared to be sane, to let him go free, the chaplain did as he'd been told, but the director assured him, the man was indeed still insane. 

Although he often managed to speak like a man of large understanding sooner or later, he'd start babbling, such quantities of incredible nonsense that he completely nullified all the same things he'd said before, which anyone could see. And they talked to him, the chaplain decided to make the attempt and going to the madman, talked to him for an hour and even longer in the whole of which time, not a crooked are foolish. Word was spoken on the contrary. 

The madman talks so very sensibly that the chaplain couldn't help, but believe him saying, and among other things, the madman told him that the director of the asylum was the very farthest thing from impartial, because he didn't want to give up the presence. The madams family gave him to keep him saying that their kinsmen was still out of his mind, despite lucid moments. So that the most serious obstacle to getting out of this misery was in fact exactly that great wealth in order to continue their enjoyment of what was rightfully his, his enemies. 

Fraudulent only calls into question are Lords infinite mercy in having returned him from a state of beastiality and made him once more of a man. And in short, he made the director seem highly suspect his kinsmen greedy in cold blooded in himself. So exceedingly sensible That the chaplain made up his mind to take the madman away with him. So the Archbishop could see for himself, what was really going on in this whole affair, acting in good faith. 

The pious chaplain asked the director to return to close. This university graduate would have been wearing when you entered the asylum to which the director replied that he'd better watch out because beyond any doubt in this particular university graduate, he was still crazy. But at the director's cautions and warnings had no effect. The chaplain remain determined to take the mad men away. And so in obedience to the Archbishop's orders, the madman who was dressed in his original clothing, which was clean and new. 

And when he saw himself dress like a sane man in the garments of his insanity removed, he asked the chaplain to be charitable and let him go say farewell to his mad friends. The chaplain said they would both go and see whatever madman the asylum was sheltering. So they went upstairs along with some others who happened to be there and came to a cage, which held a wild lunatic though, at the moment, he was calm and quiet in the university. 

Graduate said to him, my brother, tell me if there is anything I can do for you because I am going home. God having been pleased through his infinite goodness and mercy. Not for any merit of mine to have returned me to my senses. I have now seen and sound for nothing is impossible to God's great power, never lose your hope and trust in him for having returned me to my original condition. He may also restore you. 

If you truly believe in him, I will be sure to send you some good to eat. So eat them for, I want you to know that I, as someone who has been through it, I'm convinced that all our madness comes from keeping our stomachs empty in our heads full of air. Be brave, be brave for, to be melancholy in our misfortunes is to damage health and spur on death. Another madman in a cage just opposite, listened to all of this and rising from an old Matt on which he'd been lying, bare naked. 

He called out in a very loud voice to find out who it was that was going home, all seen and sound or the university graduate answered. It's I'm a brother. I'm the one who's going for. I need stay here no longer. And I am infinitely thankful to heaven for having granted me such a great gift. Watch your words, university, man. So the devil, it doesn't deceive. You answered the madman, do not make a fuss, stay at home and be quiet and you'll keep yourself from having to return. 

I'm seen and sound. And I know it. So the university graduates, so I don't have to suffer for my sins all over again. Do you are seen and sound so the med man, all right, fine. Will see what we will see. May God be with you. But I swear to you by Jupiter I who represent his majesty here on earth, that four, this one sin that Seville is committing today and thus releasing you and dealing with you as with someone seen and sound. I shall have two levies, such as a punishment on this Citi, that it will be remembered for centuries and centuries. 

Amen. Don't you understand you miserable idiot of a university, man, that this is well within my power. Since, as I've told you, I am Jupiter, the Thunderbird and in my hands, I hold scorching bolts in which I can. And I do threaten and destroy the earth, but I choose to administer only one punishment to the stupid Citi, which is that there will be no rain here nor anywhere near here for three whole years, beginning today at this very moment, when I have commanded this Scorge you are free. 

You saying you are cured. And I am add, man, I disabled. I under lock and key ha I it as soon, let it rain as that would hang myself. Everyone was listening to the madman, shouting and ranting, but are university graduate, turning to the chaplain and grasping is Hans explained. Don't worry. My Lord pay no attention to anything this lunatic says, because if he's Jupiter and won't let it rain, I who am Neptune father and God have all waters. 

We will have it rain any time. I feel like it any time it needed to which the chaplain replied all the same. My Lord Neptune. We don't want to irritate my Lord. Jupiter. You stay right where you are in your grace. And some other day, when we have more time and can do everything at our leisure ...