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March 31, 2010

1066 B.C. and All That — Greek Mythology

Filed under: 1066 BC,Greece,History — Tags: , — lenko @ 2:25 pm

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A Surfeit of Gods:

These days we only have one God, due to sucessive cut-backs over the ages, though He has three different guises. These all look completely different, except for the Holy Ghost who is invisible.

Dionysus

Bored... Drunk

But Ancient Greece was overflowing with gods. Goddesses too, and many junior, assistant gods.  Much of the time they were pretty bored, just hanging around Mount Olympus, doing Rude Things and knocking back ambrosia.  A bored and drunken god might take human form, or turn himself into a swan or a ram, and then go out in the Greek countryside and cause trouble.  This was a Bad Thing.

The most important god, the head god,  was the god Zeus, a sort of Ancient equivalent to Gordon Brown.   Zeus was born on several different mountains, though not all at the same time.  He was married to various goddesses, ladies, etc and had numerous bits on the side.  The Sun and the Mirror would have loved him even more than Katie and Peter.

Zeus had many affairs, and wasn’t too fussy about what sex they were, or whether they were his sisters, which is Not Very Nice.  In fact, he wasn’t always bothered if they weren’t even human, which is strictly forbidden by the Sexual Offences Act 2003.

Zeus never went out without his thunderbolts, which he would throw around when he was in a bit of a mood.  Nowadays, this would earn him an ASBO, or a terrorism conviction.  He was also fond of turning people who upset him into rocks, tortoises, eagles and in one case, mountains.  Like Gordon Brown, he was in desperate need of anger-management classes.  This was another  Bad Thing.

Many of the other gods and goddesses were assigned to look after various aspects of Greek life and culture, much like our Cabinet Ministers though more efficient.  Aphrodite looked after love and beauty, and Athena was responsible for wisdom, an area not covered in our present culture.  Ares was minister god of War.  Try to imagine Bob Aynsworth as the god of War.  It’s impossible.

Thingies:

Apart from gods, there was an assortment of other beings, which lay in wait for the unwary traveller, and wary ones too.  These were the Thingies, and consisted of Furies and Gorgons, Naiads and Dryads, and Harpies and Harmans.  The Thingies were eventually superceded by Batman and other super-heroes. 

Harpy

A Harpy Attacks a Hero

Many of these beings were Not Nice At All, like modern-day females who want to Ban Everything.  But modern historians have theorised that these females were just at the wrong time of the month.  Other theorists insist that the female monsters are just myths based on mosquito’s stinging a hero on his bare buttocks.  Or worse.

Apart from the female Thingies, there were hundred-handed giants, satyrs, and centaurs. The centaur had the top half of a horse on the bottom half of a man, and was not a Pretty Sight.  There was also a Cyclopes,  a bad-tempered creature with only one eye, which has no equivalent in modern — oh… wait!

All of these Thingies specialised in leaping out and doing unimaginable things to people, which we are not able to print here, as they are unimaginable.

Heroes:

Naked Hero

Nothing Much to Write Home About

As if all the above was not enough, there was also a multiplicity of heroes, so numerous that even Wikipedia cannot sort them out.  Many of these heroes were simply people who Had Not Learned a Trade, and were forced to earn a living by Slaying Things. (On the other hand, they may simply have been mass-murderers).

Heroes are usually portrayed in Art and Statuary as being naked, as the going rate for Slaying Things was not always good, and clothes were expensive.   (Going out naked is also forbidden by the Sexual Offences Act 2003).  Naked heroes were also, according to my sister, Nothing Much to Write Home About either.  However, a really sucessful hero could, if he played his cards right, gain promotion and become a god himself.

Some sucessful heroes (or possibly mass-murderers) are Theseus, Heracles, and Jason and the Argonauts, an early Greek bouzouki band.  They all had many completely unbelievable adventures, much like Indiana Jones.

Bribery:

All the above gods etc were open to a bit of bribery, much like the modern Church, where we place our bribe into a collection plate.  In Ancient times, the bribe took the form of a sacrifice, and early Greeks liked nothing more on a weekend than a bit of  barbecuing sacrificing to their favourite god, which they thought would bring them luck.

Mostly they would sacrifice an animal, possibly a chicken or next door’s cat.  Or sometimes, a sheep or a goat, though some Greek men like to keep the prettiest ones back. 

But in times of trouble, the Greeks would sacrifice virgins, when they were in season.  Though any quick-witted virgin could avoid this fate by claiming that Zeus had got in first, during the night, and deflowered her.  Even if she was secretly still flowered.

Eventually, after hundreds of years, these practices died out, just before virgins became extinct. The Ancient Greeks slowly evolved into Modern Greeks, due to Darwin. We owe the Greeks a lot. But they owe us a lot more.

Although technically conquered by the Romans, their culture triumphed and they continued to flourish right up to modern times, when they joined the EU.

We shall be taking a closer look at the Romans in the Next Chapter.  Possibly. After we’ve had a rest.

March 30, 2010

1066 B.C. and All That — Ancient Greece

Filed under: 1066 BC,Greece,History — Tags: , — lenko @ 7:38 pm

Before Modern Greece there was not-quite-so-modern-Greece, about which there are no books.  But before that , there was Ancient Greece, though of course the inhabitants did not realise that they were Ancient.  Although they lacked many modern conveniences, they had an advantage in not having to learn about us  at school. This saved a lot of time.

The women of that time wore long dresses and nice hair-styles, and mostly just lay about looking beautiful or doing the ironing;  while the men wore long white beards with matching long white robes, while they waited for the trouser to be invented.

The main occupation of the men was arguing with each other about Philosophy, and inventing the Triangle.  Sometimes this was done in their bathtubs, but mostly in the Senate, like modern-day America, though without the fillibuster.

There was another class of person, which was the Slave, who was used as a servant.  Slaves were allowed to have families and to own property, but had no other rights.  This was a Bad Thing.  Nowadays, we have outlawed Slavery, and just have Taxpayers.

It was the Greeks who invented the marathon, when Phipidides Piphidapeas a messenger ran to Athens with the news of the battle at Marathon.  He took two days, about the same as traversing London at rush hour, but then collapsed and died, because Pheidippides phelt  phucked.

These days in Britain, we do not have any History happening, just current affairs.  The Greeks though had lots of History, which was happening on a day-to-day basis.  Herodotus was the Father of History, though it is not known who the Mother was.

When they weren’t arguing with each other, the Greeks liked nothing better than a good War.  There were lots of Wars, even more than Bush and Bliar started.  The Greeks fought the Spartans and the Thracians and the Persians and many others. They just couldn’t get on with anybody.

Knossos

In those early times, the Ancient Greeks built mostly ruins, not having yet got the hang of erecting modern houses which would stand up. Most of these buildings (See left)  attracted many draughts, which went right up their robes.

The Greeks also liked to invent things like Mathematics, including pi which was named after Pi-thagoras.  Pi is a really hard sum which goes on forever.  It is also an irrational number and really needs anger-management classes.

As mentioned above, Pi-thagoras also discovered several species of Triangle.  But he spent his declining years in a fruitless search for the long-theorised left-angled triangle.

Congruent triangles

More Conguent Than Others

It is awesome to think that the Triangle has hardly changed at all, from that day to this — though Orwell proclaimed that some Triangles are more congruent than others.

They also made important advances in medicine, astronomy, art, literature, science, and other things, being general all-round clever-clogs; though not, of course, as intelligent as Stephen Fry.

Whereas modern countries like the UK have politicians to rape and pillage them, early Greeks had to do make do with mythical beings which littered the countryside, causing general havoc and despair for the unwary traveller. Much like a modern railway. Which leads us neatly into the subject of Greek Gods and Goddesses.

But that will be covered in Chapter Two…   if we can be bothered.

Weather Report

Filed under: Just Plain Silly — Tags: — lenko @ 2:00 pm

The Daily Moaner doesn’t have a clue what the weather is like where you are.  This is what it’s like here.  Your intrepid editor, who laughs in the face of adversity and hardship — ha-ha-ha-ha ! — has just popped up the shops and popped back again. And is bloody soaked !  So — off for a shower now.

No peeking!

Rain

Pissing Down

There Are People Who Think Like This

Filed under: America,Men of God,Obama,Satire — Tags: , — lenko @ 1:27 pm

Okay, it’s satire… we think.   Isn’t it?    PLEASE  let it be satire.

This is Edward Current. We can’t be bothered to make jokes about his name. He has regular and lengthy consultations with the Creator of our Universe, who in his infinite Wisdom has sent us Barack Hussein Obama as a Test.

Mr Current believes America is being bur-gu-lar-ised (which is not a word), and appeals to real Americans to take their country back from wherever it’s been.  (This, as opposed to the imitation Americans who have been stalking the streets recently.)  Especially now that racism is over.

He ends with an almost authentic creepy gaze to camera, just like a real  white racist bigoted right-wing American.  Genius!

PS:  Should you find yourself nodding sagely at his words, and find yourself agreeing with every sentiment, please leave quietly without commotion, and never darken this blog again.

Labour’s Multi-Millionaire Backer

Filed under: British Politics — Tags: — lenko @ 10:56 am

A surprise unveiling today of a mystery supporter of Nu Labour, who will give a televised speech in an effort to drum up business  sympathy support for Gordon Brown, who recently revealed five key election pledges which clearly demonstrated that he hasn’t a clue.

Mr Teeth

Mr Teeth

The anonymous man is a millionaire property speculator several times over, with many other irons in various fires.  He has links stretching into the Underworld, where he is known as Mr Teeth. 

Little else is known about this self-effacing publicity-shy businessman, except that his hobbies are starting wars,  telling porkies and cuddling up to very, very  rich people indeed.  He has been a life-long Labour supporter.

He also is noted for having the most ghastly wife, who used to model for pillar-boxes.

If you have any information to add to the growing dossier on this shady character, please send it to:  Mr and Mrs Chilcot, Enquiry Mansions, London.

March 29, 2010

Fraud Alert

Filed under: Fantasy,Just Plain Silly,Satire — Tags: — lenko @ 10:31 pm

A Daily Moaner investigative team (your editor and Grizelda) have uncovered a web of fraudulent practice almost unknown outside the House of Commons.

Our investigation ended when a Bridgwater woman, Mrs Edith Wart ,  was confronted by Grizelda, and confessed tearfully when tortured browbeaten questioned that for years she had been defrauding the National Accident Helpline — a charity set up by a group of innocent and vulnerable lawyers, out of the goodness of their hearts — to assist the victims of preventable accidents.

Wile E Coyote“I used to claim I’d been walking through reception,” she told us. “And that the floor was wet and I slipped, injuring myself.”  Edith wept hot bitter scalding tears of remorse as she revealed she had claimed every day, receiving £8,000 every time. “They never caught on,” she said.  “They even put me on TV, every day, every time I claimed.”

Edith’s sister, Judith Wart , has also been working this racket.  The sisters are members of the Somerset Warts .  She concocted a tale of slipping on strapping which had been left on the floor, injuring herself 1,387 times to date, and receiving thousands in compensation. Each time, the poor trusting solicitors at the National Accident Helpline paid out, never dreaming they’d been taken for a ride.

In another case, a Mr Wile E. Coyote  had claimed that his supply company, Acme Explosives, had sold him the wrong type of dynamite, which had resulted in him being blown to tiny pieces thousands of times, with the loss of his prey, a Mr Roger Road-Runner .  Luckily the National Accident Helpline had swallowed the story hook, line and sinker every time.  They never suspected that Coyote (77) was sharing the proceeds of his swindle with Road-Runner.

A police spokesman told the Daily Moaner: “There’s nothing we can do — these claims are purely a matter between the solicitors and the claimants. The DPP and the CPS both tell us that no crime has been committed.  Is that your car, sir?”

Remember When — ?

Filed under: Nostalgia — Tags: — lenko @ 4:48 pm

An Occasional Series — No 1:  The Slow Train

Maybe you don’t remember the slow train, if you’re a kid of… let’s say fifty. They all disappeared after a guy called Dr Beeching, chairman of British Railways,  said they weren’t needed any more, back in the early ’60′s.

Your editor’s brother George was hugely into trains and still is, to this day. Every weekend he’d go off train-spotting.  These days, he’d be nicked by the local constabulary as a terrorist, but back then it was a respectable hobby.  And when he’d ticked off every engine number in the country, he threw his train-spotter’s books away, bought another set and began again.

Your editor — though the outdoor type and constantly doing outdoor…stuff, never saw the trains the same way.  What appealed to him was the architecture of the stations, the smells echoing down the platform (yes, smells can echo! ) and the station names; strange, magical names that carried the scents and sounds and poetry of England.  And Michael Flanders and Donald Swann missed them too, as they trundled off into history…

Happy Birthday George!

Greece — An Introduction

Filed under: Greece — Tags: — lenko @ 2:29 pm

You may have heard recently that our friends in Greece are a bit hard up, ever since they fell into bad company and dropped their really nice drachma for the Euro funny money. 

They are struggling to get their budget deficit down to 8.7 percent of GDP. So last week, the lovely people in the EU decided to lend them the money, in conjunction with the IMF, even though the ECB disapproves.  There are many other sets of initials involved, but these are the main players.

Greek Warship

Greek Warship

France and Germany were at first quarrelling over whether the Greeks should be given this bail-out.  But then they suddenly remembered that they were trying to sell Greece some war-ships, helicopters and fighter aircraft. Whoops!  Silly them !  They had quite forgotten.  So now Greece will be given the money, so that they can spend it.

Will Britain be part of this bail-out?  Gordon Brown was able to answer that question with a resounding “No“.  Britain, not being in the Euro-zone, would not participate in the scheme.  Not one penny of taxpayers’ money would be wasted on rescuing the Greeks from their own folly.   Or — putting it another way — “Yes“.  Britain, being part of the IMF, would indirectly be coughing up.

Pooh Bear:

Lenko VillaA recent survey revealed that our readship, like Pooh Bear, are creatures of little brain, and will not understand the above incredibly complex economic story.  In an effort to make sense of it all, therefore, and to provide economic background, your editor has agreed (though reluctantly) to spend two weeks in Greece, staying in his luxury villa, this coming May.

The Daily Moaner would like to stress that this can — in no way –  be regarded as a holiday, consisting as it does of fourteen strenuous days of gathering information on current conditions, and interviewing a variety of women in bars and restaurants. And in possibly more… intimate… surroundings.

Whilst there, we shall be posting informative articles on different aspects of Greek life of interest to British readers, such as what types of bacon are available there, and what is the lager like?  Where are the best places for rent that overlook the sunbeds?  And are Greek bras easier to undo with one hand?

Oh yes — we shall also visit the tomb of the great patron saint of both journalists and politicians.  St Hypocrite.

Eng. Lit. At Its Finest

Filed under: British Politics — Tags: — lenko @ 11:29 am

Discerning readers can peruse even more nonsense from your editor at Anna Raccoon’s  joint, the place to go for both light-hearted and critical analysis.

Spot the Con  is a devastating exposé of the dangers faced by the average householder at this time of the year.

The Tarts with no Heart  takes an in depth look at the dilemna faced by the average voter.

We don’t see how you can possibly get through the day without reading these pearls before swine of wisdom.  Bookmark her site here   NOW ! — or we’ll send the lads round.

March 28, 2010

Gordon Python Rides Again

Filed under: British Politics,Just Plain Silly — Tags: , — lenko @ 8:33 pm

The scene: A living room.  A goggled-eyed voter stares unblinkingly at a TV screen.

TV:  Made your mind up yet?  Which way will you vote?  Stick with the present government maybe?  Mark your X for David Cameron?  What about the Lib Dems?  Or the BNP?  Or how about –

Voter: Stop stop stop with all the questions!  God almighty, I never expected the Spanish Inquisition! 

Inquisition(A blare of trumpets, and the door crashes open.  A man dressed in the red hat and robes of a Cardinal bursts in.)

Gordon:  (For it is he ).  Nobody  expects the Spanish Inquisition!  Our chief pledge — to secure the economy and raise family living standards.  No !  Our TWO pledges — secure the economy and raise standards and to build a high-tech econo — our THREE pledges are secure economy and raise standards and build high-tech thingey while protecting front-line sevices — no!  Our FOUR weapons are –

(He stops to compose himself, then continues cunningly).

Gordon:  Amongst our pledges… are… securing economies and raising — raising –  I’ll come in again.

Voter:  No!  Stop!  You just want to sell me your plan, don’t you?

Gordon:  No.

Voter:  Yes you do… the same plan that other bloke sold me — the one with the teeth and the ghastly wife.  But that plan is dead, mate.  Dead, dead, dead!

Gordon:  No it isn’t.

Voter:  Yes it is.

Gordon:  Not not not not not –

Voter:  Yes it is.  Your grand plan is demised.  It’s passed on. This plan is no more.  It has ceased to be. It’s expired and gone to meet its maker.  This is a late plan.  It’s a stiff. It’s bereft of life, it rests in peace.  If you hadn’t nailed it down it would be pushing up daisies. It’s rung down the curtain and joined the choir invisible.  This  — is an ex-plan!

Gordon:  No it isn’t.

Voter:  It is.

(A short pause .)

Gordon:  Sorry — is this a five minute or a ten-minute argument?

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