— excerpt from Cvltvre Made Stvpid by Tom Weller, 1987. [Here's pdfs of this and Science Made Stupid, with permission of author)
The history of literature in England begins with the anonymous epic Beowulf. Beowulf's violent action, colorful heroes, and bizarre creatures made it popular for centuries, until it was replaced by pro wrestling.
Though the poem was composed in the eighth century, our manuscript of it contains obvious interpolations from a later period. This passage, recounting the hero's battle with the monster Godsylla, is typical.
Meanehwæl, baccat meaddehæle, monstær lurccen; Fulle few too many drincce, hie luccen for fyht. Đen Hreorfneorhtðhwr, son of Hrwærowþheororthwl, Æsccen æwful jeork to steop outsyd. Þhud! Bashe! Crasch! Beoom! Đe bigge gye Eallum his bon brak, byt his nose offe; Wicced Godsylla wæld on his asse. Monstær moppe fleor wyþ eallum men in hælle. Beowulf in bacceroome fonecall bemaccen wæs; Hearen sond of ruccus sæd, "Hwet ðe helle?" Graben sheold strang ond swich-blæd scharp Stond feorth to fyht ðe grimlic foe. "Me," Godsylla sæd, "mac ðe minsemete." Heoro cwyc geten heold wiþ fæmed half-nelson Ond flyng him lic frisbe bac to fen. Beowulf belly up to meaddehæle bar, Sæd, "Ne foe beatern mie færsom cung-fu." Eorderen cocca-colha yce-coeld, ðe reol þyng.