Women will keep scratching
“So”, Aphrodite said to the hen, “could you please tell me how much food it would take to satisfy you?”
The hen answered, “Whatever you give me will be enough, as long as you let me use my feet to scratch…
Holy Homer
Poetry. The state of the art. The renown of the poets, especially of “the Poet”, the divine Homer.
The color purple
The rare …
Concerning this I desire to say at least a few words. For you remember that there was in the Temple of Jupiter Best and Greatest on the Capitolium a short woollen cloak of a purple hue, by the side…
Life’s tales
Bedrocks of the west are the bible, the Christian bible, that Greek edifice on Jewish foundations, and Homer, the most Greek tale.
But we treat them differently. For so many, the bible is holy, a store of life lessons. Even to…
No Justice here
There’s Job, the best of men. God says so. But for a wager, to test his piety, God leaves him nothing but his life. He takes his children, his possessions, covers him in boils. I am mighty, all mighty says…
The luckier sex
Zeus was drunk and happy.
“You women get more from Aphrodite than we do”, he said to Hera.
She denied it and both agreed to ask Tiresias his opinion. That wise man knew both sides for he had been made a woman…