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What I got from The Iliad:
Pantheon of Greek gods was one big hell of dysfunctional family.
Zeus was the most indecisive god ever and a terrible father who won't saved his son for fear of losing his face, so he rather just killed all of them.
The only difference between mortals and gods was just immortality and power.
Every moment of your life was literary on the whims of gods.
Heroes were only heroes if gods willed it.
One could be irrational or brave or filled by fear, weak or strong from second to second as how gods made you felt.
The admirable struggle of men and their endurance in life even as gods doomed them.
Women, mortal and immortal alike were decoration or prize or spoil of wars that could only, maybe got their way by manipulation.
Men were only worthy if they were warriors who got fame by sacking cities, stolen, enslaved and raped women and basically a mass murderer.
Women, once captured developed a severe case of stockholm syndrome that they wailed for the death of their captors.
A captured woman skilled in all arts worth 4 oxen while a tripod worth 12 oxen.
Gods was how you cheated in a game.
Never, ever bragged in front of gods, or you and your whole family will suffered the most terrible death.
To read a work of over 2000 years was in itself a fortune. To travelled back in time that far ago and glimpsed the culture and values that people hold, the life and the belief that shaped their literature was a privilege. The fact that it used to be passed orally from multiple generations and persisted to today was just majestic and in itself contained the question of why? And what it said about us.
Pantheon of Greek gods was one big hell of dysfunctional family.
Zeus was the most indecisive god ever and a terrible father who won't saved his son for fear of losing his face, so he rather just killed all of them.
The only difference between mortals and gods was just immortality and power.
Every moment of your life was literary on the whims of gods.
Heroes were only heroes if gods willed it.
One could be irrational or brave or filled by fear, weak or strong from second to second as how gods made you felt.
The admirable struggle of men and their endurance in life even as gods doomed them.
Women, mortal and immortal alike were decoration or prize or spoil of wars that could only, maybe got their way by manipulation.
Men were only worthy if they were warriors who got fame by sacking cities, stolen, enslaved and raped women and basically a mass murderer.
Women, once captured developed a severe case of stockholm syndrome that they wailed for the death of their captors.
A captured woman skilled in all arts worth 4 oxen while a tripod worth 12 oxen.
Gods was how you cheated in a game.
Never, ever bragged in front of gods, or you and your whole family will suffered the most terrible death.
To read a work of over 2000 years was in itself a fortune. To travelled back in time that far ago and glimpsed the culture and values that people hold, the life and the belief that shaped their literature was a privilege. The fact that it used to be passed orally from multiple generations and persisted to today was just majestic and in itself contained the question of why? And what it said about us.