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Tuesday, April 24, 2012

In Defense of Hera



After talking about Zeus last post, it seems only fair to next move on to his second-in-command, his partner, wife, and sister--Hera, Queen of the gods. As with Zeus, she is not a simple character, and your opinion of her somewhat depends on who you are.
The Campana Hera, a Roman copy of a Hellenistic original, from the Louvre
She is the patroness and protector of marriage and family. No Greek wedding was complete without sacrifices and prayers to Hera. Naturally, women in Ancient Greece tended to be drawn to worshiping her, because she understood their woes.

Zeus was the poster child for infidelity. Hardly a Greek myth begins any other way besides, "So Zeus had a kid with this one mortal lady..." (generally in more poetic wording). Now, as I mentioned last week, he and Hera loved each other once, and it's hard to speculate the chicken-or-egg question: Did Hera become a nagging jealous wife because of her husband's behavior, or did Zeus start to cheat because his wife was nagging and suspicious? I guess either way the behavior of both parties perpetuated the cycle. Because Zeus cheated, Hera became angry. Because of Hera's anger, Zeus felt pushed away and turned to other women. Thus, it never ends.

That being said, Hera was legendary for her revenge plots. The problem is, she took out all her anger on the mortal women and demigod children instead of on her faithless husband--partially because he's the king of the gods and you don't want to mess with that, even when you're his wife. For instance, like I mentioned weeks ago, she tricked Semele into causing her own demise, and very nearly killed her unborn child, Dionysus. In some versions of the story, she later gave baby Dionysus some toys to play with that were actually magic artifacts that summoned the wrath of the titans--the infant wine god barely escaped with his life, thanks to his father.

Perhaps her most famous quest for vengeance, however, was against the hero Heracles (who for some reason is better known by his Roman name, Hercules. I guess it sounds cooler). She put a myriad of deadly obstacles in his path, both in his childhood and his adulthood, but he conquered them all.

It wasn't just demigod children that she punished. When Zeus commissioned a young nymph, Echo, to distract Hera (by incessant talking) from his latest exploit, Hera eventually saw through the plot and became enraged (surprise, surprise). She punished Echo by making her unable to speak, except to repeat other people's words. Sometimes, even to this day, you can hear Echo repeating you!

While you may or may not agree with this punishment, Echo suffered greatly for it. She tried desperately to win the love of Narcissus, a beatiful but outrageously arrogant young man, who rejected her very callously. Aphrodite was indignant at his cruelty and punished him by making him fall desperately in love with his own reflection (hence, from his name we get the English word "narcissistic," meaning utterly self-absorbed). Narcissus was so desperate to be with his own reflection that he dove into the river and drowned.

So obviously, Hera indirectly caused a great deal of grief. Besides being jealous and suspicious, quick-tempered like so many other members of her family, and very proud, she was in constant rivalry with Aphrodite and Athena. She, like Athena, was a chaste goddess (in her case, this meant being completely faithful to her undeserving husband, like a perfect Greek wife)--but she, like Aphrodite, was beautiful and alluring. One day, the three goddesses got into a heated argument about who was the most beautiful, and it ended up causing the Trojan War (more to come on that later).

But was she wholly bad? Of course not. I don't hate Hera, and I don't hate her husband, even though their actions sometimes frustrate or exasperate me. We cannot ignore that fact that she was compassionate and strong, that she looked after the mortals who pleased her. Yes, she held grudges pretty fiercely. Yes, she was proud--the peacock is her symbol because of this--but I believe that stemmed from deep-seated insecurity. After all, if she was so beautiful and so kind, why wasn't she enough for her husband? She had given him two (or three) children and stood by his side through all adversity. Why did he need anyone else? I think that probably hurt her a great deal.
I think Hera gets a bad reputation partially from the long tradition of unfaithful husbands in the ancient world, who resented Hera for cramping her husband's style. But seriously...is it unfair of her to expect him to change his ways now that he's married? If the wife were the unfaithful one, and the husband the jealous one, would we be reacting differently? Double. Standard.

And while you can argue about whether her reaction was proportional to the crime or not, I can't help but feel sorry for her. Anyone who has loved someone and felt alone in love knows the pain she suffers every day. Being in love and feeling like you're the only one is very lonely indeed. Also, I think it wounds her pride to have everyone in Olympus gossip about her philandering husband, and it's hard for her to hold her head up and keep her dignity when everybody knows the intimate details of her messy marriage.

Hera was a pretty strong character, too. There were times that she stood up to Zeus when it was important enough. For instance, when the gods, angry at Zeus's slump in leadership skills, decided to rebel and trap Zeus in his throne, Hera was the driving force behind the plot. She and Poseidon made their brother swear to be a more responsible leader before letting him out of the chair.

p.s. Did you know that the peacock has that curious pattern in its tail because Hera placed eyes in its feathers, to keep a lookout on Zeus? Also, Hera created Argus, a man literally covered in eyes, for the same purpose. (It is from this myth that J.K Rowling gets the name for Hogwarts' caretaker, Argus Filch!)

p.p.s. Hera still has plenty of influence in modern-day US, even among the non-Greek/pagan population. Her Roman name is Juno--remember that movie of the same name that came out a few years back with Ellen Page, about the teenage mom? Yeah, she's named after the patroness of motherhood for good reason. And it is still a tradition for weddings to happen in June, more than any other month--the month dedicated to Juno!

Wednesday, February 22, 2012

The Messed Up Story of the Wine Dude's Birth (aka Mardi Gras)

Hello! I hope everybody had a lovely Mardi Gras.
For those of you who don't celebrate it, Mardi Gras (or Fat Tuesday, depending on your preference) is a day of partying, immoderation, and merriment for Christians before Ash Wednesday, which starts the fasting season of Lent. What better day to talk about Dionysus, the Greek god of wine and the spirit of the party?
Mardi Gras embodies everything that the wine god represents—costumes, masquerade, music, dancing, singing, parades, extravagance, decadence, and essentially eating, drinking, and being merry. No Greek party was complete without a toast to Dionysus and invoking his presence. He is the patron of theater, too, so the Greek theater masks (you’ve probably seen them: one smiling, one frowning) are some of his symbols, besides grapevines and wine. He is the god of ecstasy—not the drug, the feeling—and euphoria, both of which were said to be invoking his spirit. He is also the patron of epiphany; that is, the rush of intuitive realization when things suddenly fall into place.
Satyrs, the human-goat hybrids, follow Dionysus’ command, since he is kind of a woodland nature god, with powers over all fruit-bearing plants, though grapes are his specialty. Leopards (and sometimes tigers) are his sacred animal, and they pull his chariot. The color purple is also sacred to him.
Dionysus was actually a demigod—his father was Zeus, the sleazy king of the gods, and his mother was Semele, a mortal woman. The story of his birth and ‘rebirth’ is pretty strange, and varies widely from source to source, but this is the simplest version: After Semele became pregnant, Zeus’s wife Hera went into a jealous rage (what else is new?) and formulated a plot of revenge. She disguised herself as a midwife so that she could gain Semele’s confidence, and then started to plant thoughts in her mind: If Zeus really loved her, if Semele really was special to him, then he would reveal his true divine form to her.
Eventually, Semele took the bait and demanded this from Zeus, to feed her ego. Zeus, having already sworn by the River Styx, an unbreakable vow, to give her whatever she asked for, had no choice but to grant her wish. He revealed his divine form, a sight which no mortal could behold without turning to ashes—but as Semele was dying, Zeus saved their unborn child by (this is the weird part) sewing him into the flesh of his thigh until it was time for him to be born. I guess I’m not going to wonder about the logistics of that.
Bacchus Consoling Ariadne, a sculpture I saw at the Chicago art museum that really moved me
And, lest you think that he’s just a shallow womanizing playboy, Dionysus was a married man—surprisingly happily married by Greek god standards. He made Ariadne, Princess of Crete, his immortal wife on Olympus, whisking her away after demigod Theseus broke her heart. Seeing her weeping wretchedly on the beach of Naxos, where the so-called hero abandoned her, Dionysus was moved with pity and comforted her—and fell in love with her. They ended up having eleven kids together. While I’m sure Dionysus has plenty of capacity for eros, I guess it’s directed completely or almost completely towards his wife—which, compared with his father Zeus, really speaks volumes about his affection for her.
On a similar note, Dionysus was not just about lighthearted fun and frolicking in the meadow. The Greeks recognized the dark side to drunkenness and excess. Dionysus is also the god of madness—at his will, he could literally make you raving mad for the rest of your life. Basically, don’t make him angry.
So, on that happy note, have a great week! See you next Wednesday.
--Meg