Originally posted by molly bloom
Look dearie- anyone who has to be restrained for fear of cutting his throat in despair at the death of his fellow warrior has a slightly closer relationship with the slain hero than just that of fellow volunteer fighters.
'....now that my dearest friend is dead, Patroklos, who was more to me than any other of my men, whom I loved as much as my own life.... I have lost Patroklos.
...I have no wish to live and linger in the world of men, unless, before all else, Hector is felled by my spear and dies, paying the price for slaughtering Menoetius's son.'
Look dearie- anyone who has to be restrained for fear of cutting his throat in despair at the death of his fellow warrior has a slightly closer relationship with the slain hero than just that of fellow volunteer fighters.
'....now that my dearest friend is dead, Patroklos, who was more to me than any other of my men, whom I loved as much as my own life.... I have lost Patroklos.
...I have no wish to live and linger in the world of men, unless, before all else, Hector is felled by my spear and dies, paying the price for slaughtering Menoetius's son.'
the thought that the greatest epic poet ever, Homer, would need to have some events/ emotions/ acts of, well... epic proportions to make his ancient audience... gasp, is at least absurd, right?
the thought that for someone to be a hero he must do something extreme heroic thing(like avenge and die for his friend) is idiotic, correct?
indeed they were gay....
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