Tuesday March 4th 2014 Tim
I think it safe to say that of the ancient
poets, Pindar was less likely to use curse words. Not for him the big
rant. And he preferred his poems be accompanied by music and dance,
which to my mind at least introduces what I'd call a 'madrigal' or 'pun'
quality to his words that puts me firmly on the side of the Titans.
So for a long time my own attempt to read the translations of Pindar's
poems where often interrupted by a nagging sneer accompanied by a "who
gives a damn about the boys long foot race," and "you have to think that
Hippolces of Thessaly must have lied about his age in order to
participate in the boys long foot race," and "Big deal if Perseus
could cut the heads of monstrous creatures," and "Maybe I do have a
grudging respect for the Hyperborean's, because anyone who can live much
further north than southern Kentucky can't be all bad."
Of course now that I am old, I fully realize how easily
words and sentences can be misunderstood by anyone persuaded
to read them, and this is especially the case when
those words and sentences are no more than little
snippets within a wider context of meaning. Nor does
Russell's' concern with the precision of language being the
future of philosophy really help me to concentrate my own
thoughts. And all of this is a rather long way of saying
Titans are old farts, set in their ways, obsessing on their
bowel movement. Olympians are lithe wonderful
creatures that see promise in just about everything.
And the point about the Titan's dismembering and then eating
Dionysius, it was to my mind, the Titan's attempt to become
more like the Olympians. Something which I can you
assure never did and never will happen, no matter the meal.
And if you want to know why, it's better for us Titans that
we be authentic than it is to pretend we like snow,
otherwise we find ourselves tromping around in the arctic
wishing we'd had the foresight to dig the grave when it was
still possible to.