As it is stated in the beginning of Marquez’s One Hundred Years of Solitude, “The world was so recent that things lacked names, and in order to indicate them in was necessary to point.” At the end of the book the author tells us that “Macondo was already a fearful whirlwind of dust and rubble being spun about the wrath of the biblical hurricane…” How do these extreme poles of creation and degeneration relate to the idea that history is not just cyclical but regressive that the author implies through his narrative?
