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At the end of the second book, he recovers his sanity, dying shortly thereafter.
Kinghts as in “dudes who went to war in full armor riding equally-armored horses,” not much, at least in the Iberian peninsula itself. But the concept of hidalgos was quite the social pest (still is in many ways, even if the word isn’t used any more). Hidalgos were caballeros, just neither required to bring their own horse to the king’s service any more (which is where “caballero” comes from, they were the ones who owned “caballos,” ie horses) nor armored. Caballero means both “knight” and “gentleman”, the two notions aren’t really separated in Spanish, even if the military meaning sounds more like horses. My grandfather was in tanks and they would be reminded that “since we’re the replacement for the cavalry, you’re all knights and should behave as such (as gentlemen).”
An hidalgo (hijo d’algo, “son of some-title-or-other”) is someone who is descended of nobility; too “high class” to do manual labor or become a merchant, too poor to live off rents.
Alonso Quijano was an hidalgo; he had some land but not really enough, yet his social status required him to avoid any kind of job other than the military or the Church. Captain Alatriste in the novels and movie of that same name is an hidalgo as well; in this case, one with no land who’s chosen a life in the military.
In a way, the whole concept of “having to live up to your foreparents’ nobility” without the chance to actually repeat the deeds that got said foreparents their land is very much linked to the obsession with Chivalry novels and heroic deeds. You belong to this social class where a second- or third-son may actually have better economic prospects than a first-son: the first-son inherits the family land (depending on the region, minus whatever got sold to “dowry” the rest of the siblings) and must take care of it, while the younger sons go out into the world as priests or soldiers. And if you’re one of the younger sons, you have a shot at glory, but it involves going to Flandes (where people shoot bullets at you and the blonde girls are pretty but likely to knife your sorry Spanish ass) or America (where people shoot arrows at you and the brunettes are pretty but likely to knife your sorry Spanish ass), or becoming a priest and not being able to recognize legally any children you ever get…
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I always thought that Cervantes was trying to wake up Spain-to its declining status. Clearly, the Spanish obsession with nobility and honor didn’t equip them very well in the modern world. Of course, Spain was (in Cervante’s time) just beginning to reap the flood of gold and silver from the New World-that propbably kept the spanish upper class safe in their romantic illusions.