Proverbial

Midget funerals, according to Brazilian wisdom, is one of those things that are supposed to exist but no one has ever actually seen. I couldn’t help but think that that might have something to do with this piece of trivia from this Werner Herzog text:

I was shooting a film with an entire cast of midgets, and one caught fire and was run over by a car. He was completely unhurt, and I was so astonished, I told the cast that if they all escaped filming unscathed, I would jump into a cactus for their amusement. And they did, so I jumped into a cactus.

It seems midgets really don’t die. I see a comic book waiting to be written.