ancient humour

So, there’s this ancient German poem – Altrecht wrote it, maybe? – that tells a story of the Holy Grail very similar to Arhurian legends. Like in the Galahad/Gawain legends, Altrecht’s poem puts the Grail inside a palace in a far off, exotic land: specifically, a beautiful, jeweled, circular palace set high on a hill, beside a bottomless lake.

It was dismissed as fiction for centuries because no one knew of or could find evidence of any such a palace — also, they didn’t really know where to look.  But recent (and by recent, I mean in this century) excavations have uncovered such a circular palace in Iran, or, rather, in what used to be Persia. (This would make more sense than you think, given the fact that the Grail is almost as important to the Moslem faith as it was to early Christians. Also, did you know Mary is mentioned more times by name in the Q’ran than in the Bible? I didn’t, but I digress.)

So, they found this circular castle in Persia. It’s circular. Once upon a time, when it wasn’t encrusted in dirt and grime, it was covered in marble and gold and jewels. It rests beside what would once have been a very deep lake. It is also on a hill – a mound that held the castle, a fire-temple, and a small town. It’s called the Mountain of Shiz.

No, really.

Can anyone else mentally think the sentence “The Holy Grail might be located atop the mountain of Shiz!” and not guffaw like a ten yeard old?