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26. Andromache, or Waiting for Neoptolemus

Andromache by Euripides is a jam-packed play that goes from Andromache under threat of murder to a fight between Peleus, Achilles’ father, and Menelaus, to Orestes stealing away Hermione, Neoptolemus’ wife, to Neoptolemus being murdered, to his son with Andromache being sent to Molossia where he will then continue the line of Troy and Achilles by producing a long and prosperous reign of kings. It’s really crazy just how much Euripides does in this play without it completely falling to pieces.

It’s been a number of years since the fall of Troy and Andromache, Hector’s wife, was awarded to Achilles’ son Neoptolemus. They have a young son together. The play opens with Andromache as a suppliant in the temple of Thetis. Hermione, the legitimate wife of Neoptolemus, is barren and insisting that Andromache has cast a spell on her so she cannot bear children. Hermione is the daughter of Menelaus and Helen. Neoptolemus is away at Delphi, though expected back at any moment. In his absence, Menelaus has shown up and nominally taken charge of the household. He plots with Hermione to kill Andromache and her son who Andromache had hidden but Menelaus has found him. Andromache doesn’t know this at first and she thinks she just has to hold out until Neoptolemus gets back. Just in case though, she has sent for Peleus, Achilles’ father and Neoptolemus’ grandfather.

In the first part of the play we have Hermione in her rich queenly robes verbally sparing with Andromache, former princess of Troy, now dressed in slave’s clothes. There is a back and forth over who has the right to speak and who doesn’t. Hermione, being the wife, establishes as quickly as she can her right to speak freely and then launches into accusations against Andromache. Besides causing Hermione to be barren, Andromache is, according to Hermione, an opportunistic whore for having shared a bed with the son of the man who killed Andromache’s husband and bearing him a son.

Andromache, though a slave, refuses to keep her mouth shut. She did not willingly go to bed with Neoptolemus, as a slave she had no choice. She goes on to tell Hermione that it is not drugs and spells that keep Hermione from bearing children, but a husband who hates her — it is Helen’s fault Achilles is dead so by association, the son of Achilles hates the daughter of Helen. By the end of the long argument, Andromache clearly has the upper hand. At this time Menelaus arrives with Andromache’s son and joins the argument, telling her that he will spare her son if she leaves the altar of Thetis and allows him to kill her, Andromache.

Andromache puts up a good argument for her life and her son’s, so good that Menelaus, clearly at a loss, has to be saved by the chorus:

You are a woman talking to a man, and so you have said too much. You have lost sight of womanly modesty.

This allows Menelaus to spit out

Woman, this is petty business and unworthy of my regal power.

Which becomes a really interesting thing in light of Mary Beard’s recent lecture in the the public voice of women.

Menelaus tricks Andromache into leaving the altar with his promise to spare her son which he immediately takes back, saying he will not kill her son but Hermione will. At which point Andromache tosses out a nasty curse on Sparta.

There is an interesting political and racial dynamic in the play. Andromache is from Troy and therefore from the east. Hermione and Menelaus are Spartan. Neoptolemus is Greek. The play was produced sometime near the start of the Peloponnesian War between Sparta and Athens. Andromache’s curse on Sparta would have been quite a rousing moment for the Athenians watching the play.

Peleus finally shows up and he and Menelaus have a good argument in which Peleus bests Menelaus and sends him packing back to Sparta with a really lame excuse in order to save face. Then the play gets weird. Hermione unprotected by her father is frantic because she is sure that when Neoptolemus arrives he will kill her for having plotted to kill Andromache and his only son. So Orestes shows up. Yup, that Orestes, son of Agamemnon, chased by the Furies for killing his mother in revenge for her killing his father. He is currently having trouble with the Furies but his troubles aren’t so bad that he can’t run off with Hermione. Apparently Hermione had originally been promised in marriage to Orestes. But because of Troy and Achilles’ great deeds Hermione was given to Neoptolemus instead.

Now in a reenactment of Paris stealing Helen while Menelaus is away, Orestes steals Hermione while Neoptolemus is away. But Orestes is going to get away with it because he also went to the trouble of getting Neoptolemus killed at Delphi by the people there who thought he was planning on sacking the temple thanks to slanders by Orestes. Off they go and finally, after almost an entire play of everyone waiting for Neoptolemus to get home, he arrives, only he is dead and shows up being carried on a bier. Peleus is bereft now that his son and grandson are both dead. Thetis, who was once married to Peleus and is mother of Achilles, swoops in and makes it all right.

What is this play of domestic dispute about? The repercussions of war played out on a smaller scale to be sure. But also household rights, who can speak and how, who has power and who doesn’t. And there is warning for the men of Athens watching the play: don’t keep your wife and your mistress under the same roof. There are several references to this in the play as well as many more comments about how women like to plot against each other. Sigh.

Hecuba and Trojan Women were such powerful plays with strong women that Andromache, in spite of some really good speeches, is a bit of a let down. Though I admit Orestes stealing Hermione is a nice Days of Our Lives touch. Even though Euripides manages to keep the plot more or less in line, the play just doesn’t come together with a unified emotional force..

I think I’ll take a break from Euripides for a month or two. Then maybe I’ll come back with Medea. Or perhaps I should save that one for last?


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27. Hecuba

My days of poking fun at ancient Greek plays are over. Hecuba is too awesome to make fun of. Euripides wrote Hecuba in 424 BCE. The play takes place not long after the fall of Troy. The Greeks are camped on the shores of the Thracian Chersonese. Hecuba, wife of Priam king of Troy, is among Agamemnon’s prizes. She has gone from Queen to slave, her husband is dead and all but one of her sons are dead. That son, Polydorus, was too young to fight in the war and was sent off to Thrace with a cartload of gold. Here he has been a guest of Polymestor, the king and a friend of Troy.

The play opens in an unconventional way for Greek tragedy. We have the ghost of Polydorus, the son Hecuba believes is still alive and safe, explain to us his fate. When Troy fell Polymester killed him and took all his gold. Polymester didn’t even give him a burial, but tossed his body into the ocean:

He killed me and flung me into the surging salt sea so that he could keep the gold in his own house. And I lie sometimes on the shore, sometimes in the rolling waters, carried on the constant ebb and flow of the waves. There is no one to weep over me, no one to bury me.

Until someone gives Polymester proper burial rites, he will remain a ghost.

But he is not the only ghost in the story. Achilles appeared above his tomb and demanded the sacrifice of Polyxena, Polydorus’ sister and Hecuba’s daughter. Until this is done, there will be no winds to sail the Greeks home. Nice bookend that, since Agamemnon sacrificed his daughter Iphigenia so the winds would blow the Greeks to Troy at the start of the war. Achilles demanding Polyxena be sacrificed was a shocking request and the Greek army argued over whether they should obey Achilles’ demand. They weren’t going to do it until Odysseus

that cunning-hearted
logic chopping, sweet-tongued courtier of the people

convinces them otherwise.

I never much liked Odysseus, and in the play my dislike of him is justified. He goes to the tent where Hecuba and her daughter and some other Trojan women are being kept and is a perfect unfeeling bastard. Hecuba, however, has nothing to lose and she goes at him toe to toe, trying every angle of verbal attack to get him to back down. Valiant as her efforts are, she cannot win. The good hearted Polyxena steps up and says she will go willingly since she no longer has any reason to live anymore. She chooses sacrifice with honor over spending the rest of her life as a slave.

Just after Hecuba hears the details of her daughter’s death and we think she can’t slip any deeper into despair and grief, her serving woman arrives to tell her that the body of Polydorus has been found on the beach. She cries out

All is over for unhappy Hecuba — I no longer exist.

Agamemnon takes pity on her and summons the Thracian king and his small sons to the camp where he arranges a meting for them with Hecuba. She takes her revenge after Polymester lies to her face. Hecuba kills Polymester’s sons and then blinds Polymester. In his grief and blindness he crawls on all fours on the ground, crying out his agony and asking to be avenged. But no one will come to his aid because he violated the sacred guest-friend laws by killing Polydorus.

The play ends with the winds beginning to blow. Agamemnon orders the army to dump Polymester on an island somewhere. And Polymester foretells Hecuba beng transformed into a dog and Agamemon’s death when he reaches home.

The play focuses on Hecuba but it also has moments in which it acknowledges the fate women face when men go to war:

From one man’s folly came evil for all,
bringing destruction on the land of Simois
with disaster for others too,
and the rivalry was settled
when the herdsman judged
the three daughters of the blessed ones on Ida,
settled with war, with blood and the ruin of my home.
And by the fair-flowing Eurotas
a Spartan girl laments at home, with many a tear,
and a mother beats her grey head with her hand
and tears her cheek, rending it with bloody nails,
for her children are dead.

One of the most groundbreaking things Euripides did was make his characters speak in everyday language. They do not talk in ritualized ways or formal speech, but as regular people talked. This, I think makes his plays so very powerful because it erases the distance between the characters on stage and the people in the audience so there is no escape from the pain of Hecuba’s grief and the force of her vengeance.


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28. Wings and Winners



I am Icharus. 

Except instead of wax and feathers,
I'm patched together with glitter glue,
writing morsels and
cups of hot tea.
Struck by a blaze of new story lightning,
I'm going down.

That's a good thing, right?
...Right?

Muttering at walls, scribbling
"Words are my wings!" on sticky notes,
covered in ink smudges,
I'm delightedly doomed.

But not too doomed
to help with peg dolls.
Indeed!
And Ancient Greek peggies at that.
 
Athena, patron of wisdom, and arts and crafts!

She's an owl lady.
 
Aphrodite, patron of love.

Posiedon. Sea guy. And that's his trident.
Hera, wife of Zeus, patron of marriage.
Peacock lady.
Also compared to a cow in some circles.
Now you know.

Parthenon?

Ruler. Cardboard. Scissors. Tape. White glue. 



And now for the drum-roll, please...
we'd like to announce a winner!
 
A hearty thanks to all of you who entered
Margaret Bloom's Making Peg Dolls giveaway,
and thank you to Margaret for the fantastic blog tour.

Our winner is... Barb Davis-Pyles. Congratulations, Barb!

I hope you will all go out and find this beautiful book.
You are going to LOVE it.

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Greek MythsA Gift from ZeusThe Adventures of Odysseus
Greek Myths For Young Children, by Heather Amery, ill. Linda Edwards
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Greek Myths - Ann Turnbull, ill. by Sarah Young
A Gift From Zeus - Jeanne Steig, ill. by William Steig
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29. The Mark of Athena - this and that

Riordan, Rick. 2012. The Heroes of Olympus: The Mark of Athena. New York: Disney Hyperion.

Usually, I listen to Rick Riordan's books, but I read this one instead.  I think I prefer this series in print.


US trailer

UK trailer

The Mark of Athena, in which:

Percy and Annabeth are finally reunited
We don't see nearly enough of Ella (I love that harpy!)
Seven demigods set forth on a quest
Leo is odd man out
The end is a real cliffhanger


Here's the plot, according to Ella,

Wisdom’s daughter walks alone
The Mark of Athena burns through Rome,
Twin snuff out the angel’s breath,
Who holds the key to endless death.
Giant’s bane stands cold and pale,
Won through pain from a woven jail.

Some odds and ends:

Next up: The House of Hades, due out in October 2013.

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30. Orestes

The Greek tragedies by the “big three” are so formal and often over-the-top to my modern-day ear that I enjoy poking a bit of irreverent fun at them. I was looking forward to doing the same with Euripides’ Orestes but it is such an interesting play that I have to take it seriously. Mostly. I read a fantastic translation by Anne Carson. My respect for her work continues to grow the more I read it. She really is top-notch and better than Robert Fagles in my opinion.

I imagine Orestes was probably the third play in the traditional three-play cycle and we just don’t have the others. But since the introduction doesn’t mention this, perhaps Euripides placed it differently in his play cycle. Oh, wait, Euripides has an Elektra too. So much for reading in order. Anyway, the story that comes before this play is the murder of Agamemnon by his wife Clytemnestra when he returns from Troy. Orestes who has been fostered out, returns and kills his mother. Now, in this play he suffers the consequences: the Furies.

But Euripides does something so totally unexpected and I would love to have seen how the audience reacted when it was performed at the Dionysian Festival in 408 B.C. Whereas others like Aeschylus, portrayed the Furies as actual women flying through the air relentlessly chasing Orestes and tormenting him, Euripides turns them into a psychological metaphor for guilt. Not that they weren’t before, but the Furies in this play are all in Orestes’ head, they have no physical manifestation. Apparently Euripides introduced into Greek theatre

a concern for the solitary inward self, for consciousness as a private content that might or might not match up with the outside appearance of a person, that might or might not make sense to an observer. He lived at a time when philosophers as well as artists were becoming intrigued by this difference between outside and inside, appearance and reality, and were advancing various theories about what truth is and where truth lies.

In Euripides’ story of Orestes, his sister Elektra and his best friend Pylades helped him kill Clytemnestra at the command of the god Apollo. Nonetheless, Orestes is still being tormented with the guilt of murdering his mother even though he did the right thing according to Apollo and according to custom that the son must avenge the murder of his father. But it gets complicated when the murderer is your mother and there is a law against matricide.

This then being a psychological situation with Orestes looking inward we get conversation like this:

MENELAOS: What’s wrong with you? What sickness wastes you away?

ORESTES: Conscience. I know what I have done.

MENELAOS: How do you mean?

ORESTES: Grief is killing me.

MENELAOS: She is a dread goddess. But curable.

ORESTES: And fits of madness. Mother madness. Mother blood.

It has only been six days since his mother’s burial. Though surprised by his grief and guilt, he is still expecting Apollo to come through for him and absolve him of his crime and madness.

The town has been holding the guilt-stricken Orestes and his co-conspirators captive trying to figure out what to do with them. Menelaus, Agamemnon’s brother arrives with his wife Helen and their daughter Hermione on the eve of the town taking a vote on whether or not Orestes and friends will be stoned to death. Orestes pleads with Menelaus to intercede for them but he pretty much claims he can’t do anything but that he will try anyway. Elektra, Orestes and Pylades start making a plan directed at the hateful Helen (“the weapon of mass destruction” she is called in the play by Pylades) who they see as being the one at fault for the mess they are in since she is the one who started the war and thus the whole chain of terrible events leading up to this moment in time.

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31. Review: The Song of Achilles by Madeline Miller

 

Title: The Song of Achilles

Author: Madeline Miller

Publisher: Ecco

ISBN: 978-0062060617

 

May Contain Spoilers

From Amazon:

Patroclus, an awkward young prince, has been exiled to the kingdom of Phthia. Here he is just another unwanted boy living in the shadow of King Peleus and his golden son, Achilles. Yet one day, Achilles takes the shamed prince under his wing. As they grow into young men their bond blossoms into something far deeper – despite the displeasure of Achilles’s mother. When word comes that Helen of Sparta has been kidnapped, the men of Greece are called upon to lay siege to Troy in her name. Seduced by the promise of a glorious destiny, Achilles joins their cause. Torn between love and fear for his friend, Patroclus follows Achilles into war, little knowing that the years that follow will test everything they have learned.

Review:

February was an exciting month for me, book-wise.  Why, you ask? Because I discovered three Holy Crap This is a Good Book books.  Yes, this coveted designation, so carefully thought out, was awarded to three different reads.  Deadly by Julie Chibbaro, Born Wicked by Jessica Spotswood, and the last book I started in the month of love, The Song of Achilles.  It’s appropriate that I stumbled on this title in February, because it is all about love – love for friends, love for self, love for that one, true soul mate.  How love changes, and how it brings out the best, and the worst, in two extremely different men.

I have loved The Iliad and The Odyssey since I was in elementary school.  Learning about Ancient Greece started a lifelong fascination for cultures, both ancient and modern, and opened up a whole new world for me: I discovered how much fun independent study can be.  I spent hours in the library, reading about the Greek gods and goddesses, about ancient Greek heroes, and how they lived, and about how they died.  Reading a re-imagined siege of Troy now that I’m an adult gave me a sense of awe – Homer’s stories survived thousands of years after his death, and have entertained generations of people.  These characters are truly immortal, and because of their strengths and flaws, they have become the definition of heroes.  What a legacy Homer created for himself.

The Song of Achilles is the story of Patroclus and Achilles, rendered in beautiful prose that enchants and engages.  It was hard to step away from the story, as both characters grew in depth and complexity.  I came to love Patroclus, and to see him for what he was destined to be.  As one adventure rolled into another, he gained wisdom and compassion. As his love for Achilles swelled out of control, too much for him to keep contained and hidden within his heart, he became more dear to me.  How could he dare to love this prince, destined to be the greatest hero the Greeks had ever known, and not be destroyed by the turmoil threatening their relationship?  Just knowing that Achilles’ mother was so disapproving of him  should have ended the relationship before it ever began, but nothing could come between them.  This is a love story for the ages.  Nothing could drive them apart; not gods or war or those ugly, bitter flaws that lie hidden in all of us.

I was afraid, as I read this book, and as the tide of fate marched Achilles and Patroclus closer and closer to Troy, that there would be no sense of suspense.  That it

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32. Cyclops

Cyclops by Euripides is the only complete satyr play that has survived the ages. Satyr plays are short, often comedic plays that were performed after each trilogy of tragedies. It is speculated that satyr plays were a sort of emotional release from the build up of tension during the three tragedies.

A satyr, in case you have forgotten your Greek mythology, runs around with a bunch of other satyrs serving the god Dionysus, drinking and wenching. The head satyr is Silenus who is a minor deity himself and associated with fertility.

In Cyclops, Silenus and his merry band of satyrs shipwrecked and are trapped on the island of the cyclops Polyphemus working as his slaves, preparing his food and tending his flocks of sheep. The satyrs are miserable because there are no women on the island for them to chase around and have sex with, nor is there any wine.

Odysseus shows up, his ship blown off course as he is trying to make his way home after the Trojan War. He stops at the island for food and water. Polyphemus is out and about and Odysseus and Silenus and the chorus of satyrs get to have a nice chat about how things are going for all of them. The chorus is especially curious about how things went at Troy. Here is a little taste of the conversation:

Chorus: Did you Greeks capture Troy and take Helen prisoner?

Odysseus: Yes, and we sacked the entire house of Priam’s children.

Chorus: And after you’d captured the young woman, didn’t you all take turns to bonk her, since she enjoys having more than one sexual partner? The traitress! All it took was the sight of the pretty colours of the trousers on his [Paris] legs and the golden necklace he wore around his neck, and she was swept off her feet, and abandoned that excellent little man, Menelaus. I wish there were no women anywhere – except for my use.

Yes, it is a lewd play with lots of sexual gestures, slang and innuendos throughout. It is the kind of play that truly only a theatre full of men would find funny. And since women were not allowed to attend the plays or act in them, the theatre really was filled only with men.

The rest of the play goes along more or less like the same episode in the Odyssey with Polyphemus catching Odysseus and his men with plans to eat them for dinner. Odysseus and the satyrs get Polyphemus drunk and at one point the cyclops grabs Silenus who has been serving him the wine and, since there are no female cyclopes around, declares that he will take his relief with his “Ganymede”. The rape is averted by quick thinking from Odysseus. Odysseus then tells the cyclops his name is “Nobody,” Odysseus blinds the cyclops and he, his men and the satyrs all escape the island.

I didn’t like this play at all and there isn’t anything funny I can say about it. The misogyny was too much so even the priapic silliness was not amusing. Makes me glad we only have on complete satyr play.


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33. Children of Heracles

After reading Euripides’ play, Children of Heracles, I undertook a little extra research in an attempt to sort out just what was what and who was who. Holy Hole in a Doughnut! (as Robin said in Batman, “Zelda the Great”, season one episode 9) Our man Heracles was not having tea and scones with all the women he met. Nor were the children he killed in the last Euripides play I read, Heracles, the only time Hera caused him to go mad and kill his children. So I guess, in this instance, it paid off to have lots of children by lots of different women.

For Children of Heracles, first performed in 430 BC, it is important to know that Eurystheus, the dude who has been chasing the old man Iolaus (Heracles nephew and friend), old lady Alcmene (Heracles’ mother) and many of Heracles’ children (of various ages) from town to town is the same dude for whom Heracles had to perform all his labors. Heracles had to undertake his famous labors as purification for killing six of his sons. It is interesting to note that the second time Heracles killed some of his children all he had to do to purify himself was go to Athens with his pal Theseus and perform some animal sacrifices. My how times change. Anyway, Eurystheus and Heracles are basically pawns in the ongoing marital spat between Hera and Zeus. Eurystheus is Hera’s champion and Heracles is Zeus’s son and champion.

In the play, Heracles is really and truly dead this time, not just suspected of being dead. So now Eurystheus is after Heracles’ children, also known as the Heracleidae, in an effort to kill them all because, why not? The kids and the old folks finally take refuge as suppliants in Athens, currently ruled by Demophon, son of Theseus. We know what good friends Herc and Thes were so Demophon decides to provide them a refuge even when threatened by war.

This being a tragedy, however, there’s a hitch. After consulting the oracles, Demophon learns that the only way Athens will win in a battle against Eurystheus is if a highborn maiden is sacrificed to Persephone. Even for the Greeks human sacrifice was a shocking thing so one can imagine a collective gasp from the audience when Demophon tells the news to Iolaus. Demophon rightly says that he will not sacrifice any of his daughters nor will he ask any Athenian to do so. One of Heracles’ daughters steps up and offers herself. In the play she doesn’t even get a name, she is simply “maiden.” In the whole myth drama though, her name is Macaria.

Everyone is relieved that Macaria offers herself willingly. Iolaus, maybe feeling a bit guilty though, suggests that she and her sisters can draw straws. Macaria says no, she’s the one who will be sacrificed and goes into a long explanation about why it is better for her to die for the cause. Demophon says great, we’ll remember you always and she is hustled off stage. There apparently is a spring near Athens called Macaria so Demophon was true to his word.

Then the play gets just plain silly. Eurystheus’ army arrives on the plain outside Athens and Iolaus demands armor and weapons because he plans to fight too. There is then a nearly slapstick exchange between Iolaus and a cheeky servant:

Servant: Sir, your strength is not what it once was.

Iolaus: But all the same I shall fight as many men as ever.

Servant: But the weight you add will hardly tip the scales in favour of your friends.

Iolaus: My enemies will all give up at the sight of me.

Servant: Sight alone wounds no one: the arm has to be involved.

Iolaus: What do you mean? May not even my blow pierce a shield?

Servant: You may aim a blow, but you might fall down before it lands.

And it continues on for quite a few more lines. It is determined that the servant will carry all of Iolaus’ armor and weapons to the field of battle because everyone is worried Iolaus will fall down u

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34. Sports fanaticism: Present and past

By David Potter


The streets are packed. People are singing and shouting. They are wearing team colors; they are drinking, eating, fighting and betting.

These fans are not in Green Bay, East Lansing, Philadelphia or Madison. They are in Constantinople, capital of the Roman Empire in 500 AD. They are going to watch chariot races. Some of them will have buried curse tablets around the track asking the demons of the underworld to wreck opposing teams. Others would have been slipping around the stables to sniff horse manure to gauge how teams were going to do. One fan would be so distraught when a famous driver died that he would throw himself on to the funeral pyre! Whole sections of a city would back one team or another, and ancient sports bars provided spots where fans met their heroes.

How different are these people from those of us who pour into stadia around the country to watch their favorite football teams, whether professional or collegiate? Team sports shape communities, whether the short-lived ones assembling for three or four hours at a game, or the larger ones of people who might not get to every (or any) games in person, but still have the team colors, and identify, if only briefly, each week with the their team’s success or failure. Other fans are more proactive. A great win or loss can set off celebrations or sadness extending long into the night until they are lit by the glow of blazing cars or accompanied by the sounds of shattering store fronts. Faced with such a sight, a Roman would know exactly what to do. One riot in Constantinople ended with much of the center city in ashes and thousands dead.

Why do we have this culture, and why, for that matter, did they? Colleges and Universities turned to sports just before the turn of the last century to build bridges between themselves and their broader constituencies which could not participate directly in the excitement of academic discovery, and to forge links between groups of students studying specialized disciplines which divided them from their classmates. Stadiums became focal points of local pride because the activities within them were about people.

The organization that grew up to regulate College Sports, arose out of scandal (deaths on the football field which attracted the attention of Teddy Roosevelt as his son was about to take up the sport at the college level) while pro sports leagues developed in response to fan interest have proved very hard to regulate. Since they tend to reflect the convergence of fan interest with that of management, they are economically independent of theoretical regulators in governments that have largely ceded control to these very groups. Management historically has been interested in maximizing profit and prestige, while fans want greater access and greater excitement, but they can’t do it all on their own. Really powerful sports leagues are products of relatively stable political and economic times—much as the Olympics served as a surrogate for Cold War rivalries from the Fifties through the Eighties, the Olympic movement, and World Cup competitions, have exploded since the fall of the Soviet Union.

Ancient Greece and Rome offer us the only other time in human history when as much attention was paid to sport, especially in the first general peace and prosperity three centuries AD enabled a vast increase in spending on sport and continuing for a much longer period of time in major cities where sporting organizations were integrated into the political hierarchy. The most significant sports organizations of the Greek and Roman worlds—the self governing international association of professional athletes in Olympic contests, chariot racing organizations known as factions and gladiatorial troupes—came into being at points of weak governmental control. Circus factions existed in Rome when the state was

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35. Heracles

How does one stop a raging Heracles? Throw a boulder at him. No, that’s not a bad joke, that is how Athena brings Heracles, who has been driven mad by the goddesses Iris and Madness at the order of Hera, back to his senses in the ancient Greek play by Euripides, Heracles. But I get ahead of myself.

Our hero Heracles is off performing his final labor, bringing Cerebus up from Hades to the light of day. He’s been gone a long time and presumed dead by many. Back in Thebes, Lycus has staged a coup and has decided that he is going to kill Heracles’ father Amphitryon, his wife Megara (the daughter of the rightful king of Thebes) and Heracles and Megara’s children. Lycus wants to burn them all alive, but Megara, hoping to buy some time, manages to convince him to let them dress themselves in funeral robes and be killed properly (burning is a coward’s death).

All this talk about being put to death goes on with the children present. They are naturally upset by it and start crying and clinging to Megara’s skirts. Amphitryon tells Megara to calm the children down by deceiving them “with the poor deceit of stories.” Since the children are right there when he says this, it is obvious that Amphitryon doesn’t think they understand what he is talking about. The children aren’t babies though, they are three young boys probably from toddler to about age five or six.

Just a few pages later as Megara and Amphitryon are negotiating the conditions of their deaths with Lycus, while the children are still right there, Amphitryon says:

But there is one favour we beg of you, lord: kill me and this poor woman here before you murder the children, so that we don’t have to witness the hideous sight of them breathing their last and calling on their mother and grandfather.

Obviously the adults don’t think the children will be distressed watching their grandfather and mother be murdered! To add to this, in a few more pages as Megara is dressing the boys in their funeral robes, she tells each of them what kingdoms Heracles has planned to give each of them when they came of age so they would know how much their father loved them and how rich they would have been if they weren’t about to be murdered. From the play it seems the Greeks thought highly about the physical well-being of their children but had no thought at all for their mental or emotional well-being. Maybe that’s why there were so many wars between cities, the men had to find some kind of outlet for their mental and emotional issues. And the poor women, I suppose they took it out on their slaves.

Anywho, so along with all this, Amphitryon is feeling a bit betrayed by Zeus. Zeus is Heracles’ biological father and Amphityron sees himself as having allowed Zeus to share his wife, Heracles’ mother. He considers himself and Zeus to be co-fathers and thinks that Zeus owes him something for the privilege. Because Zeus is not intervening he declares himself the better father since he didn’t betray Heracles or Heracles’ sons. Amphitryon talks big but really, when Zeus shows up and wants your wife it’s not like you have any say in the matter. He’s lucky Zeus didn’t strike him dead with a thunderbolt or turn him into a toad or something.

About two-thirds of the way through the play Heracles finally shows up all full of himself and looking for a bath, a good home-cooked meal and a roll in the hay with his wife. Only he finds them all in tears and dressed in funeral attire. They tell him what has happened and Heracles being Heracles says, don’t worry, I’m back and I’ll kick Lycus’ ass, so

Cheer up, and stop these floods of tears. And you, wife, pull yourself together and stop trembling — and let go of my cloak, all of you! I have no wings; I’m not about to flee from my loved ones. Oh, they’re not letting go my cloak, but are clinging t

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36. MARATHON Paperback On Sale Now, Richard Billows Interview

<!--[if gte mso 9]> Normal 0 false false false EN-US X-NONE X-NONE MicrosoftInternetExplorer4 <![endif]-->2011 marks the 2500th anniversary of the Battle of Marathon, perhaps the most decisive event in the struggle between the Greeks and the Persians, and also a defining event for Western civilization. Available this week in paperback, MARATHON is the riveting history of the famed battle by Columbia University professor Richard A. Billows. We have Richard with us today on the blog to answer a few questions about his most recent book.

OP: The legend of the Greek messenger running twenty-six miles from Marathon to Athens with news of victory in battle is the inspiration for our modern-day race. Sources suggest that in reality, the entire Greek army marched this distance to defend Athens. Why does this popular myth persist in spite of its historical inaccuracy?

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37. The Golden Mean

The Golden Mean by Annabel Lyon is narrated by Aristotle and tells the story of his time spent teaching Alexander soon to be “The Great.” In the process we also get some flashbacks of Aristotle’s boyhood and how he came to be the great philosopher.

As with all historical fiction one must remember this is, well, fiction, and not history or biography. Curious about Aristotle’s real life, I checked out his entry in the Stanford Encyclopedia of Philosophy (a fantastic and reliable resource by the way). In the novel liberties are taken with Aristotle’s timeline and just how close his relationship with Alexander was. According to the encyclopedia, Aristotle was 38 when he became the teacher of 13-year-old Alexander (my math on Aristotle’s age) and taught him for only two or three years, though some scholars dispute this and say it was as long as eight years. But we do know that by the time Alexander was 15 he was already going out on campaigns with his father, Philip II. The book takes what seems to be the eight-year number approach.

In the book Aristotle sees himself as providing a balance to the martial education Philip is providing Alexander and insists that to be a good ruler, Alexander must find the “golden mean,” the balance between extremes. Aristotle is presented as a pacifist of a sort, but some sources I read in addition to the Stanford article, indicate that Aristotle encouraged Alexander to conquer Asia. Whatever the case, little concrete information is known about what Aristotle actually taught Alexander and what kind of relationship they had.

A very curious change was made to one real historical figure in the book, Alexander’s half brother, Arrhidaeus. In the book he is made to be severely mentally disabled and Alexander hates him. In the book Aristotle takes Arrhidaeus under his tutelage, treats him like a person, teaches him letters and music, how to ride a horse, essentially lifts him up from being an animal into being the mental equivalent of a young boy with the body of an adult. However, in reality, Arrhidaeus had only a mild mental disability and Alexander lover him dearly. On Alexander’s death, Arrhidaeus became Philip III of Macedon. Granted, he was more a figurehead than anything and neither his life nor his reign lasted long, but why the big change about this in the book? It really doesn’t serve any purpose to have written Arrhidaeus and Alexander’s relationship to him so very differently.

Ok, so like I said, The Golden Mean is a novel, fiction, it doesn’t have to adhere to reality. But even forgetting all of the historical transgressions, I didn’t much like the book. When I was still in the first third of the book a coworker asked me what I was reading lately and I mentioned The Golden Mean and what it was about. She commented that it sounded interesting. I replied that I had thought so too but that it was actually a boring book. If it weren’t for the fact that I read it for the Slaves discussion, I would not have finished it. It got marginally better by the end but I still didn’t enjoy it. Nothing happens in the book, which isn’t a bad thing, but if nothing is going to happen in a book it needs to have interesting characters. The characters should be interesting, I mean Aristotle and Alexander, but they are not. Nor is their relationship. Nor are there any secondary characters or relationships that are interesting.

Nonetheless, when I finished the book and read all the glowing blurbs on the back cover I feared I had missed something. I mean, it was a bestseller in Canada, published in six languages, was nominated for the Giller prize and won a few other prizes. Maybe the book was better than I thought? But after I did a little research on Aristotle and Alexander I began

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38. Why read Plato?

Plato's Republic is the central work of the Western world's most famous philosopher. Essentially an inquiry into morality, Republic also contains crucial arguments and insights into many other areas of philosophy. In these videos Robin Waterfield, editor of the Oxford World's Classics edition of Republic, explains why we should read it, and what makes Plato so interesting.

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39. The Lost Hero - audiobook review

Riordan, Rick. The Heroes of Olympus: Book One: The Lost Hero. Read by Joshua Swanson.  Listening Library.

A co-worker mentioned that this audiobook has "a slightly campy feel."  That sums this one up perfectly.  Not that campy is a bad thing. (How else can you portray Aeolus, God of Wind, who is insane, living in palace offering a one-man, 24/7 Olympian version of the Weather Channel?!)

The point is, readers and listeners will likely have different experiences with The Lost Hero.  Text offers much more room for interpretation than does audio.  The sheer number of characters - gods, goddesses, demi-gods, oracles, satyrs, wind spirits, centaurs, cyclopes, kings, wolves and more (!) make it an extremely difficult book for one reader, especially with a length of sixteen and a half hours.  That being said, however, Joshua Swanson does an admirable job, though the voice of Leo Valdez (a new arrival to Camp Half-Blood and a main character) did remind me a bit of Cheech Marin.

I'll skip a summary of the book, but here's a quick run-down:  Percy Jackson is missing, Annabeth is searching for him, three new demi-god campers (Jason, Piper and Leo) arrive at Camp Half Blood under peculiar circumstances and are sent immediately on a vague and dangerous quest, there is definitely more to come in future books. Chapters alternate between the perspectives of the three demi-gods.

I was sufficiently intrigued.  I'll probably see this one through 'til the end.

Listen to an excerpt here.
Another review @ Dog Ear

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40. Alcestis

Euripides’ play Alcestis is – er – interesting. It is the earliest of Euripides’ surviving plays. Performed at the Dionysian festival in Athens in 438 BCE, it took the place of a satyr drama as last in a group of plays by Euripides. While we no longer have the three tragedies it followed, we know their titles at least, Cretan Women, Alcmaeon in Psophis, and Telephus.

Alcestis is a play that isn’t performed much these days because it isn’t exactly woman-friendly. Women in Athens were supposed to stay indoors, not be discussed in public, be thrifty, never have sex with anyone but her husband, and produce many healthy children, preferably boys. Alcestis, the title character of the play, is everything the perfect wife should be, including beautiful.

When the play opens Alcestis is on the verge of death. Her husband, Admetus, was supposed to die earlier that year but managed, with the help of Apollo, to make a deal with death. If Admetus could find someone willing to die in his place, then he would be spared. Admetus asked his aging parents and they had the temerity to refuse. He asked other family members and friends. No one would die for him. So his wife, Alcestis, stepped up and offered to die in his place. Now her time has come and she dies the noble death deserving of the perfect woman, lauded for her sacrifice by all who knew her.

Admetus, the selfish bastard, is sick with grief. He begs his wife not to die. Oh, how I wanted to punch him in the nose! Dude! She’s dying because of you! Maybe you should have thought things through a little better!

While Alcestis is being prepared for burial, Heracles shows up on his way to Thrace to perform one of his labors, fetching the four-horse chariot of Diomedes. He shows up at Admetus’ place looking for a meal and a comfortable bed. Greek customs of hospitality come in conflict with the requirement that Admetus mourn his wife. Admetus is in a pickle. He can’t turn Heracles away but he shouldn’t be welcoming him into his house either.

Heracles is astute enough to notice that someone has recently died but when he asks Admetus who it was, he tells Heracles it was no one of importance. He then has Heracles whisked away to so he doesn’t see Alcestis being carried out of the house to the family tomb.

In comes Pheres, Admetus’ father, offering condolences and finery to bury Alcestis in. But Admetus will have nothing to do with his father, even goes so far as to disown him, all because he blames him for his wife’s death. If only his father who, while he is getting old is certainly not about to kick the bucket, if only he had given up his life for his son, then Alcetis would still be alive. While everyone had been praising Alcestis’ sacrifice and mourning with Admetus, not one person pointed a finger at him and said things wouldn’t be this way if it weren’t for him. But Pheres refuses to be Admetus’ scapegoat:

I gave you life and brought you up to be master of my house, but I am not obliged to die for you. My ancestors have not handed down to me the rule that fathers should die for their sons, and this is not a Greek tradition either. [...] You enjoy being alive – do you think your father doesn’t? By my calculations, we spend a good long time down below, while life is short but sweet. At any rate, you fought shamelessly against death, and you’re living now beyond your appointed time because you condemned her to death. And you accuse me of cowardice – you, the ultimate coward, who proved worse than the woman who died for you, her fine husband?

While personally I was cheering Pheres on during his long rant at Admetus, the Greeks wouldn’t have been. No, there is no tradition or

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41. Did you miss Richard Billows discussing MARATHON on NPR?


Never fear! Here's a handy link to both his interview (with a transcript!) and an excerpt of the professor's wonderful book MARATHON: HOW ONE BATTLE CHANGED WESTERN CIVILIZATION.

Our favorite part of the interview with Guy Raz actually occurs right at the beginning, and is a great summary of why the Battle of Marathon is so crucially important to our civilization, besides giving us 26.2 mile runs.

RAZ: Aeschylus was a veteran of the legendary battle at Marathon. It happened exactly 2,500 years ago, and it pitted a heavily outnumbered band of mainly Athenians against the far mightier Persian army. It also lent its name to the famous race, which we'll hear about in a moment.

Historian Richard Billows writes about the battle in a new book called "Marathon." And he says that that one day in 490 BC actually changed the course of Western civilization.

Mr. BILLOWS: What we can tell from the way the Persians treated other cities -Greek cities that they attacked in this same period is that if the Athenians had lost the battle, the city of Athens would have been destroyed. The Athenian citizen population rounded up, put on ships and transported to Persia to be interviewed by the Persian king, Darius, at that time and then probably resettled somewhere near the Persian Gulf where they would've been lost to history.

And as a result, all those great Athenians of the fifth and fourth centuries -the likes of Thucydides and Socrates and Plato, one could go on - simply would never either have been born or their works would never have been written and would not have been able therefore to shape subsequent classical Greek civilization and Western culture as we know it.

RAZ: I mean, you say that had the Persians defeated the Athenians at Marathon, democracy would never have flourished.

Mr. BILLOWS: The first democracy that we know of in world history was created by the Athenians just 15 years before the battle of Marathon. It was established as a result of a kind of coup d'etat against a tyrant who had been ruling Athens. And that democracy was a very young and new experiment when the Athenians faced the Persians.

We also love how Mr. Raz chose to end the interview.

RAZ: I'm curious. You emphasize the importance of democracy in the Athenian victory. Why?

Mr. BILLOWS: The way that the Greeks fought was very egalitarian. Every individual soldier fought at his own expense. He paid for his own equipment and for his own upkeep. And essentially voluntarily, they were participating members of the social and political community. They felt that this community, because the democratic system, was theirs, they governed themselves very directly.

We tend to make a distinction between the government and the people. There was no such distinction in Athenian democrac

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42. Philoctetes, Part 2

We left our story yesterday with Odysseus and Neoptolemos arriving on the island of Lemnos to try and convince Philoctetes to sail back to Troy with them. Odysseus is quite aware that Philoctetes probably hates him for abandoning the guy and his smelly foot on Lemnos ten years prior so comes up with a plan that Neoptolemos will do all the talking while Odysseus waits back at the ship. But of course Odysseus can’t let Neoptolemos tell the truth to Philoctetes, goodness no! Instead Neoptplemos is supposed to tell a story of woe about how he hates Odysseus because he was awarded Achilles’ armor and how he wants Philoctetes help to take revenge.

Neoptolemos rightly flinches at this tale and tells Odysseus,

I wasn’t born to act by deception,
nor, so they say, was my father before me.
I’m willing to take the man by force,
not by trickery — he can hardly take us by force, on a single leg.

Odysseus is miffed that the young pup has the nerve to challenge him and tells him that now is the time for words not deeds. Neoptolemos tries to stand up for himself and asks, “Don’t you think it is shameful to tell lies?” Odysseus replies, “No — not if lying is a means to safety.” They go on a bit more and Odysseus manages to win the argument and get Neoptolemos to agree to lie.

Odysseus exits stage left and Neoptolemos and a small chorus of sailors start looking for Philoctetes. They find him emerging from the cave where he had been living. Philoctetes and Achilles had been friends so right off Philoctetes has special feeling for Achilles’ son. And Neoptolemos tries to be true to his father, a man of deeds, while obeying Odysseus. He lies, but more by omission than anything. Most of all, however, he listens to the grief of Philoctetes with respect and sympathy. He agrees to take Philoctetes home and Philoctetes gives Neoptolemos his bow to carry to the ship.

At this point Odysseus shows up dressed as a trader who just happened to pull into the island for a little stop over. What he really wants to do is check up on Neoptolemos and he does not like what he sees. He makes a few pointed remarks and then departs. Afterwards Neoptolemos’ conscience begins gnawing at him and he tells Philoctetes the truth. Odysseus shows up a bit miffed to say the least. Philoctetes is doubly upset having been betrayed by Achilles’ son and Odysseus. Of course he refuses to go to Troy, so Odysseus has him seized by some of the sailors. But Odysseus knows Philoctetes has to come of his free will and not by force for the prophecy to be fulfilled so generously lets Philoctetes go.

Much arguing ensues and Neoptolemos and Odysseus are going to leave Philoctetes on Lemnos when Heracles appears above the cave! Heracles, the deus ex machina, tells Philoctetes to go to Troy and that’s that.

A few interesting things about the play. There is much made of who everyone’s father is. Apparently the Greeks believed that character was passed on in a like father like son way. Therefore the debate between words (Odysseus) and deeds (Achilles) is carried on between Odysseus and Achilles’ son Neoptolemos. This debate on Lemnos over Philoctetes is a draw and requires the appearance of Heracles on a visit from Mount Olympos break the impasse. It is clear in the play that Sophocles doesn’t think much of Odysseus, but yet he is unable to write the play so Odysseus loses. It is not surprising really since Sophocles himself made a career of words (writing) and deeds (acting) so must have felt rather conflicted. The appearance of Heracles meant he didn’t have to decide in the end.

I really enjoyed this play. It felt different from the other Sophocles plays I read, less stylized and formal and more natural. The translation by Carl Phillips is well done. Phillips is not a classicist but a professor of

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43. Philoctetes, Part 1

Sophocles’ play Philoctetes was entered into the Dionysia competition of 409 BCE. It won first prize. Also entered in that competition was Euripides’ Medea which won third prize. I’ve seen Medea acted before but never read it and while I thought Philoctetes was quite good, I would have given first to Euripides. But of course, no one asked me.

I had thought I had never heard of Philoctetes before but since I read The Iliad I have and just didn’t remember because he had such a bit part. A little background is in order.

Very important for Sophocles’ play, Philoctetes has Heracles bow. He acquired the bow because he was the only one who was willing to light Heracles’ funeral pyre while Heracles was still alive and suffering horribly from that poisoned shirt. In return for the favor of lighting the pyre, Heracles gives Philoctetes his bow.

Then Philoctetes is off to fight in the Trojan War but he makes the mistake of walking on sacred ground on the island of Chryse and is bit in the foot by a snake. The wound does not kill him, only becomes infected, puss-filled and smelly, and, of course, terribly painful. And so, at the orders of Menelaus and Agamemnon, Odysseus dumps Philoctetes off on the uninhabited island of Lemnos (it wasn’t really uninhabited in real life but the magic of Sophocles makes it so).

Ten years have gone by and the Trojan War is winding down but the Greeks, it turns out, cannot win unless they have Neoptolemus, son of Achilles, and Philoctetes and his bow. Conveniently, Neoptolemus, who has never seen Achilles having been conceived and born not long before the Trojan War, heard of his father’s death and shows up at Troy to claim his father’s armor. Of course it has already been awarded to Odysseus instead of Ajax and Odysseus will not give it to Achilles’ son. Odysseus, having heard the prophecy, manages to sweet talk the young Neoptolemus into not being angry about his father’s armor, convinces him he is necessary to win the war (which he is) and then persuades him to go collect Philoctetes who must be made to come by persuasion not by force (prophecy’s orders).

Whew. And now the play opens with Odysseus and Neoptolemus arriving on Lemnos. Neoptolemus is all young and innocent and Philoctetes has had ten long, lonely years of festering hatred for Odysseus, Agamemnon and Menelaus to go along with his festering foot. How well do you think things are going to go? Tune in tomorrow to find out.


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44. Ajax

No, not the soap or the programming language, any number of football clubs, nor several different automobiles, but Ajax the Greek hero and subject of a play by Sophocles. Ajax, you may or may not recall, is one of the heroes in Homer’s Iliad. There are two Ajaxes in that story. The one we care about it Telamonian Ajax or Biggie A as his friends called him because well, he was a big guy. Tallest and strongest of all the Greeks, he kicked Trojan butt. He is remarkable for his ginormous shield made of seven cow hides and a layer of bronze. He was also never wounded in any of the battles in the Iliad nor does he receive personal help from any of the gods involved in the battles.

After Achilles is killed by Paris it is Ajax and Odysseus who fight back the Trojans to retrieve Achilles’ body. Both Ajax and Odysseus claim rights to Achilles’ armor. So they have a competition between the two that lasts for days in which neither one can best the other. Finally, Agammenon and Menelaus decide that they each need to present oral arguments and whoever is the most persuasive will win. Now while Biggie A makes a right fine wall, he’s not as sharp in the wits department as Odysseus.

Sophocles’ play opens the night of this competition. Ajax has lost and is more than a little miffed. He has decided that he is going to kill Agamemnon, Menelaus, Odysseus and whoever gets in his way. But Odysseus and Athena are BFF and the goddess sends a little insanity Ajax’s way. Instead of slaughtering the Greeks he hacks into the livestock that the Greeks had taken from the Trojans and hadn’t divided out as rewards yet. But Ajax thinks he is decimating the Greeks and hauls a huge ram back to his tent thinking it it Odysseus and proceeds to torture it. Athena tries to get Odysseus to laugh at Ajax and his misfortune but Odysseus, showing somewhat uncharacteristic restraint, refuses to even chuckle which causes Athena to call him a party pooper but which also gets her to release the poor Ajax from his madness.

When Ajax comes to his senses he is horrified at what he has done. Great hero that he is, his honor is gone and the Greeks are already making fun of him. Nonetheless, his wife, Tecmessa, a Trojan prize and with whom he has a son, begs him to think of her and not do anything rash. He needs to hang around or she’ll end up a slave in the household of one of the other Greeks. She is a silly woman because she cares more for her own wellbeing than the honor of her husband. The chorus of Ajax’s men also worry about what will happen to them if Ajax kills himself like he is threatening to do. Nobody sympathizes with poor Ajax.

Biggie A finally says, dudes! Enough! I am going to go out into the woods with this really sharp sword I got from the hand of Hector himself and perform a purification ritual to the gods. The most astonishing thing is that everyone believes him. Off he goes, alone.

We’ll fast forward through all the Oh my gosh how could we have believed hims to everybody showing up in the woods to find the mighty Ajax impaled upon his sword. Then we have a little Antigone moment when Agamemnon says no one will bury the body and Teucer, Biggie A’s half bro, tells Agamemnon to bug off. Then Odysseus shows up and plays the mediator and offers to help Teucer bury Ajax because Odysseus at this point is feeling rather guilty about things. Teucer nicely says thanks but no thanks. And after a few more lines the curtain falls.

The most interesting thing about the whole story is that the point of it seems to be a reminder that humans can’t do anything without the help of the gods and if they do manage to be successful without the gods they shouldn’t boast about it or they will be sorry. Ajax made the mistake of boasting. According to a messenger:

But as soon as he left home, ajax proved
Himse

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45. If Not, Winter

I’ve read bits of Sappho before and was never impressed enough to pursue reading more. I thought someday I would but someday was in the vague and indeterminate future. Maybe it was the translation. Or the right book at the right time. Or that I didn’t think about it much, just picked it up on a whim and read it. Whatever the reason, I was awed by If Not, Winter translated by Anne Carson.

Carson seemed to just step out of the way and let Sappho and the poem fragments speak for themselves. She doesn’t try to dress them up as anything other than what they are whether it is one word or a dozen on the page. I found the ones I liked most often were among the shorter fragments. I mean, is this not gorgeous?

I would not think to touch the sky with two arms
(52)

I never imagined that the fragments could be so evocative. This one seems so sad to me:

I used to weave crowns
(125)

I suppose that could be part of something joyous, perhaps the crown weaver no longer weaves because she wears the crowns now. I think that is part of why Sappho is so beloved by so many. Because her poems are fragments and we have no complete context for many of them, the reader is required to fill in the gaps, to bring to the poem a piece of herself. A complete poem will tell you how to feel about it, it intentionally creates and provokes a mood or emotion. But when we are faced with this:

I long and seek after
(36)

What are we to make of it? What is being longed for and sought? It doesn’t matter, the longing and desire that oozes from the words is enough. Not having anything more makes the poem more intimate, as if Sappho knew exactly what I long for.

Reading this book filled me with pleasure and happiness. There is a certain feeling I get when I read a beautiful poem or line of prose, it is a feeling both contained and expansive. I am myself but more than myself. The air is heavy and solid but breathing is easy and I am light and floating. Does anyone else get a feeling like that? I felt it every time I sat down to read Sappho. I will definitely be reading these poems again. It is a good book to have around and just dip into now and then.


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46. Elektra


Those ancient Greeks, they really like blood. Elektra by Sophocles (translated by Anne Carson) was a sort of different take on Orestes’ return from exile to avenge the death of his father Agamemnon. As you probably recall, Agamemnon’s wife, Clytemnestra, with the help of Aegisthus, Agamemnon’s cousin and Clytemnestra’s lover, murdered Agamemnon on his return from Troy in revenge for his murdering/sacrificing her daughter Iphigenia to get the gods to send the winds so the Greeks could sail to Troy. One good murder deserves another, eh?

A good number of years have passed and Elektra is the thorn in her mother’s side. She won’t stop moaning and grieving for her father. She makes a scene whenever she leaves the house. She keeps threatening that one day Orestes will come back and avenge their father’s death. Elektra being a woman apparently doesn’t have the right or the courage to kill her mother herself so she has set all her hopes on her brother.

Orestes was sent into exile when he was a small child. Elektra herself rescued him and sent him away before their mother and Aegisthus could get their hands on him. Now she is out in front of the house, complaining about her fate. Her sister Chrysothemis tells her that she should just give it up. But Elektra has nothing if not integrity and she refuses to bow to what she considers evil.

Unusual for a Greek play, Elektra is on stage almost its entire length. At one point she and Clytemnestra are arguing. Clytemnestra is trying to get Elektra to see the situation from her point of view but Elektra will have none of it:

Once you had decent children from a decent father,
now you’ve thrown them out.
Am I supposed to praise that?
Or will you say
you do all this to avenge your child?
The thought is obscene -
to bed your enemies
and use a daughter as an alibi!
Oh why go on? I can’t argue with you.
You have your one same answer ready:
“That’s no way to talk to your mother!”

Talk about mother issues!

Through a couple of twists and turns, Orestes eventually shows up and Elektra goes all older sister telling him what he has to do and why. Orestes really has no choice anyway since his honor requires that he avenge the blood of his father. He also has an Oracle of Apollo on his side even though he’s about to spend several years being chased and tormented by the Furies. Elektra doesn’t care about this of course, she just wants him to kill the bitch.

Orestes goes inside the palace and Elektra stays outside, waiting. We here Clytemnestra cry out from within. And outside the door bloodthirsty Elektra shouts:

Hit her a second time, if you have the strength!

The play ends with Aegisthus showing up and being led off to be murdered on the hearth where he helped kill Agamemnon. The final dialog exchange belongs to Aegisthus and Orestes. It is strange that after all that Elektra does not get the last word. But her wishes fulfilled, I suppose she no longer needs to speak.

I can’t say if I liked this play or not. Elektra’s bloodlust and her inability/ unwillingness to do anything was distressing and disturbing. There is a very powerful scene in which she thinks Orestes is dead and the urn a stranger is holding contains his ashes. Her grief is like that of a mother losing a child but in some ways it is also like the grief for a lost lover. It is also the sign of her powerlessness to act. I think I liked Aeschylus’s version better. Euripides also has a telling of the story and I will be getting to that one eventually.

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47. Oedipus at Colonus


Oedipus at Colonus by Sophocles is an Oedipus play I had never read. I much prefer Antigone and Oedipus the King because they have so much more tension and drama. Oedipus at Colonus suffers from too much tying up of loose ends.

If you recall at the end of Oedipus the King, Oedipus finds out that he has unwittingly fulfilled the oracle’s prophecy and killed his father and married his mother. In their anguish, Jocasta hangs herself and Oedipus gouges out his eyes. Fast forward a few years and we have Oedipus in exile from Thebes, wandering the land an old, blind beggar with his daughter Antigone at his side serving as his eyes. They arrive at the sacred grove of the Eumenides (Kindly Ones, aka Furies) outside of Athens and nearby the town of Colonus.

There is another oracle prophecy that says Oedipus will finally come to rest and die on foreign soil and his grave will provide protection to the city. Somehow Oedipus knows that this sacred grove is where his journey ends, but not before we have many threats, arguments, and moaning and groaning about the gods and fate.

The chorus, a group of men from Colonus, threaten to chase him off for violating the sacred grove and, when they discover who he is, for being a cursed and vile being. But old Oedipus rallies his strength and defends himself by declaring that all that happened was not his fault:

But no, no- -
how could you call me guilty, how by nature?
I was attacked- -struck in self-defense.
Why even if I had known what I was doing,
how could that make me guilty? But in fact,
knowing nothing, no, I went…the way I went- -
but the ones who made me suffer, they knew full well,
they wanted to destroy me.

Oedipus makes this argument in varying words no less than three times during the play. He is not to blame, his fate was decided before he was even born. The ones who are to blame are the ones, Creon to be exact, who forced him into exile and suffering. The argument works, the chorus feels bad for him and they let him stay as long as he performs a cleansing ritual for the violation of the grove. Oedipus must have used up all hi strength arguing because he has his other daughter, Ismene, who has tracked him down because she was worried about him, perform the ritual on his behalf.

In the meantime, Theseus, king of Athens shows up and Oedipus offers to die there in order to benefit the Athenians who have been kind enough to take him in. Theseus says, great thanks! and exits stage left.

Then Creon shows up. Creon knows of the prophecy regarding the grave of Oedipus and wants to get him back to Thebes so they can have the benefit his grave will confer. Creon speaks honeyed words but when Oedipus refuses to comply, Creon declares they had captured Ismene while she was performing the cleansing ritual and now Creon’s men grab Antigone from Oedipus and set off with her, figuring Oedipus will give in for the sake of his daughters. But then Thesus, hearing of the ruckus, reappears, and chases down Creon and his men, retrieving Antigone and Ismene, and giving the Thebans a boot in the backside.

But wait! That’s no all! Now Polynices, Oedipus’s eldest son appears to ask that Oedipus bless him and return to Thebes with him. Polynices has been exiled by his younger brother Eteocles, and in his anger, Polynices has planned and schemed and raised an army from Argos to march on Thebes. But Oedipus is angry at both his sons who did nothing to keep him from being sent into exile or to help him afterwards. Instead of a blessing, Polynices and Eteocles get a curse- -brother to kill brother and neither to rule Thebes- -thus setting up the story of Seven Against Thebes (as earlier told in a play by Aeschylus, but of course all these stories are much older than the plays). As Polynices leaves, he begs his sisters that if he is to die, that they please see he g

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48. No peace for a Cambridge Classics don

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Paul Cartledge is A.G. Leventis Professor of Greek Culture at the University of Cambridge. His new book, Ancient Greece: A History in Eleven Cities, provides a highly original introduction to ancient Greece that takes the city as its starting point. He uses the history of eleven cities – out of over a thousand – to illuminate the most important and informative aspects of Greek history. In the original post below, Professor Cartledge talks about the recent publicity surrounding his claim that the ancient Greeks introduced the grape-vine and viticulture to what is today’s South of France.


Recently I have been interviewed on BBC Radio 4’s flagship ‘Today’ programme, on the BBC World Service, on BBC Radio Cambridgeshire (my local station), and by the Canadian Broadcasting Corporation. The cause of all this interest? The claim that it was the ancient Greeks who introduced the grape-vine and viticulture to what is today’s South of France in around 600 BC (E). That was when Greeks from ancient Phocaea, a city that sits today on Turkey’s Aegean shore, founded the city of Massalia – which has ultimately evolved into contemporary Marseille(s).

ancient-greeceThis is just one illustration of two major points. First, that ‘ancient Greece’ was not any one country or nation-state but a cultural conglomerate – ‘Hellas’ in ancient Greek – stretching from Spain in the West to Georgia in the East and unified not by politics but by commerce and custom, especially religious custom. Second, that this enlarged Ancient Greece had – and still has – such an impact on our modern western world partly precisely because it was so enlarged.

Altogether ancient ‘Hellas’ – a cultural concept like medieval ‘Christendom’ or ‘the Arab world’ today – comprised around 1000 different Hellenic communities at any one time between say 600 BC(E) and AD (or CE) 300. Besides Massalia, there are Cnossos (where the earliest examples of Greek writing are attested, datable about 1400 BCE), Mycenae (’rich in gold’, as Homer calls it), Argos, Miletus, Sparta, Athens, Syracuse, Thebes, Alexandria, and Byzantion (which in CE 324 became Constantinople, and later, much later, after both the Ottoman conquest and the founding of the modern Turkish Republic, Istanbul).

The ultimate origins of Cotes du Rhone is not perhaps the most earth-shattering issue for most of us today, though for the ancient Greeks it was not just what wine you drank, a matter of taste, but how you drank it (with what admixture of water) that counted – a matter of civilisation that divided Greeks from all non-Greeks. But the role of ancient Alexandria (the one in Egypt) as allegedly the ‘birthplace of the modern world’, as one recent book on the city founded by Alexander the Great in 331 would have it, is no trivial issue at all. For if you consider its outbreaks of (pagan) antisemitism (or judeophobia) and of Christian fundamentalist fanaticism (that resulted in the murder of Hypatia in AD 415, say), you would have reluctantly to answer ‘yes’. On the other hand, much more cheeringly, you would give the same answer if you were looking for the birthplace of scholarship (in the Museum and Library) and were considering numerous astonishing pioneering achievements in science, literary criticism and technology (the polymath Eratosthenes, the maths genius Archimedes, and the geographer Claudius Ptolemy all worked here, and it was here too that the steepling multistorey Pharos lighthouse was constructed in the 3rd century BCE, a genuine Wonder of the Ancient World).

Massalia, though, did not only merit inclusion because it was through there that the grapevine was first introduced to the south of France. It was also the birthplace of the man who ‘discovered’ Britain (and a great deal besides) in about 300 BCE, one Pytheas. And similarly horizon-expanding feats with major contemporary resonance and relevance can be identified in every one of the eleven ancient cities selected to represent ‘Ancient Greece’. It is a privilege as well as a pleasure for me as Cambridge’s endowed A.G. Leventis Professor of Greek Culture to investigate and celebrate critically our ancient cultural ancestors in this and other ways. There is no peace for wicked Cambridge Classics dons.

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49. Meet the Author: Paul Cartledge

Paul Cartledge is A.G. Leventis Professor of Greek Culture at the University of Cambridge, and has written and edited many books on the Ancient Greek world. He also served as chief historical consultant for the BBC television series The Greeks. His new book, Ancient Greece: A History in Eleven Cities, takes the city as its starting point, revealing just how central the polis (’city-state’ or ‘citizen-state’) was to Hellenic cultural achievements. He tells us more about the book in the video below, made by the nice people at Meet the Author.

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50. Oedipus the King


Over the weekend I managed to squeeze in some reading for fun. Having been lazy for so long in my reading through of all the ancient Greek plays, and having had Sophocles sitting by my bed for nearing two months (poor guy, he’s probably hungry too since I haven’t fed him anything, but then maybe he’s been sneaking food from the fridge when I am gone at work during the day), I decided to read Oedipus the King. Even though I’ve come to the conclusion that Robert Fagles isn’t a translation god and that older translations are, if not necessarily as accurate, more poetic, I have the Fagles version of the play.

It’s been (incoherent mumbling) years since I first read the play in high school and then again as an undergrad in college. I always thought of it what my teachers told me to and didn’t care to actually think about it on my own. Is it any wonder then that my memory of the play is different than the play itself? And as I read the play I kept thinking, “where’s all thing hubris business that I remember teachers drilling into my head?” Sure Oedipus is a proud man, he’s king of Thebes after all and he solved the Sphinx’s riddle when no one else could. But I didn’t find him inordinately proud.

Instead of hubris bursting at the seams, what I found instead was a play dripping with irony. How wonderful and tension-creating is that irony too. I can imagine the Greeks in Athens watching the play for the first time must have been on the edge of their seats, wringing their hands in anxiety and waiting with anticipation both delightful and dreadful, for the moment when Oedipus finds out the truth.

I also remember that Tiresias was a great and awe inspiring figure so that I have somehow have a hushed reverence for the blind prophet. What a surprise that he’s kind of a jerk. When he is brought before Oedipus he refuses to provide the information for which he has been sent. He keeps refusing and hinting at something ominous in such a way that it makes Oedipus angry and then Tiresias gets angry at Oedipus for getting angry at him and even then he doesn’t tell it out straight, he leaves him with a riddle since Oedipus is so good at riddles. Far from feeling any kind of reverence for Tiresias, I wanted to give him a good whack or two for his impertinence.

And then the ending with Jocasta hanging herself, I had no recollection of that. And Oedipus, blinding himself with a brooch from his dead wife’s robe. We don’t get to see the hanging or the blinding but the kind palace guard describes it in great detail and I keep having flashes in my mind at random moments of Oedipus scratching and jabbing his eyes with the pin, blood gushing everywhere while he cries out in pain and anguish.

I enjoyed the play much more than my teachers ever allowed me to in the past. I am glad I read it again instead of skipping it as I originally thought I might.

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