Sun Owned By Spanish Peasant

November 29, 2010 at 5:14 pm

Perhaps it’s because their country is falling to bits that the Spanish are clutching at straws. Facing an imminent crash out of the Eurozone and a property market that’s either half built, falling down or both; one mad crone from Galicia has decided to look overseas for an investment.

She’s registered the Sun at a local notary public as being her property.

Angeles Duran, 49, told the online edition of daily El Mundo she took the step in September after reading about an American man who had registered himself as the owner of the moon and most planets in our solar system.

There is an international agreement which states that no country may claim ownership of a planet or star, but it says nothing about individuals, she added.

“There was no snag, I backed my claim legally, I am not stupid, I know the law. I did it but anyone else could have done it, it simply occurred to me first.”

The document issued by the notary public declares Duran to be the “owner of the Sun, a star of spectral type G2, located in the centre of the solar system, located at an average distance from Earth of about 149,600,000 kilometers.”

Duran, who lives in the town of Salvaterra do Mino, said she now wants to slap a fee on everyone who uses the sun and give half of the proceeds to the Spanish government and 20 percent to the nation’s pension fund.

Splendid! That gives TheEye an excuse for a picture of a topless woman on this post. Big Dollop…this one’s for you!

She would dedicate another 10 percent to research, another 10 percent to ending world hunger — and would keep the remaining 10 percent herself.

“It is time to start doing things the right way, if there is an idea for how to generate income and improve the economy and people’s wellbeing, why not do it?” she asked.

In the olden days she’d have been put in an asylum or burned at the stake for such madness (actually as she’s in Galicia this is still a possibility) but all she needs to do nowadays is take it to court and she’ll probably win.

Those who know their Robert Heinlein will spot shades of Potiphar Breen’s curse here.