As far as the Greek gods go, Hades is one of the least dickish. Being the god of the underworld, and thus someone a lot of folks wanted to be around, he mostly just kinda keeps to himself. Of course, that doesn’t stop him from kidnapping Persephone.
Hey, I didn’t say Hades was a great guy, just that he was less of an asshole than, say, Zeus or Poseidon. That’s a very low bar to clear.
It’s that time of week again, and I’m once more dipping into the well of Greek mythology to tell you the story of Arachne. Hint: it’s where we get the word “arachnid” from. Though I guess the title of the post kind of gives it away, huh.
It’s Monday, which means that it’s time to talk about mythology. This week, I shall tell you the tale of the Judgement of Paris, aka How The Trojan War Got Started.
Most people know what the Minotaur is: giant half-man half-bull creature, lived in a labyrinth, was eventually killed by Theseus. That’s not the story I want to talk about today, however. No, I want to talk about how the Minotaur came to be in the first place.
Strap in, folks, ‘cause this is gonna be a trip.
Well, it’s that time of week again, where I talk about a myth or mythological figure I find interesting, or just plain funny. This week, we’re going to Ancient Greece, where I will tell you the story of Echo and Narcissus.
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