The Athenian Way
When I was a child, my family vacationed on the Greek island of Kerkyra. I was very young at the time, but I still have vivid memories of eucalyptus-scented evenings, during which the locals would regale my family with tales of lusty gods, beautiful nymphs and epic heroes taken straight from the pages of Homer’s Theogony.
Out of all the characters in Greek mythology, my favorite was Pan, the pipe-playing (and pipe-laying) patron of shepherds and hunters. A towering beast with the hindquarters of a goat, Pan was legendary for his lusty, lecherous ways. Greek mythology is steeped in tales of his debauchery: like the time he tricked moon goddess Selene into sleeping with him by disguising himself in a sheepskin.
Pan wasn’t much of a renaissance deity. When Sapphic nymph Echo refused to submit to his “affections,” for example, he had his followers tear her to pieces. Likewise, when water nymph Syrinx turned herself into a stand of reeds to dodge his lechery, Pan hacked them/her down and turned them/her) into his signature pan pipes.
Naughty as he was, Pan still appealed to me because he represented the very basest instincts of masculine sexuality—even down to being portrayed as sporting a monstrous, veiny erection wherever he went. (Pan’s son, Priapus, suffered a similar affectation. The medical term priapism—a permanent erection—is named after him.)
Out of all the characters in Greek mythology, my favorite was Pan, the pipe-playing (and pipe-laying) patron of shepherds and hunters. A towering beast with the hindquarters of a goat, Pan was legendary for his lusty, lecherous ways. Greek mythology is steeped in tales of his debauchery: like the time he tricked moon goddess Selene into sleeping with him by disguising himself in a sheepskin.
Pan wasn’t much of a renaissance deity. When Sapphic nymph Echo refused to submit to his “affections,” for example, he had his followers tear her to pieces. Likewise, when water nymph Syrinx turned herself into a stand of reeds to dodge his lechery, Pan hacked them/her down and turned them/her) into his signature pan pipes.
Naughty as he was, Pan still appealed to me because he represented the very basest instincts of masculine sexuality—even down to being portrayed as sporting a monstrous, veiny erection wherever he went. (Pan’s son, Priapus, suffered a similar affectation. The medical term priapism—a permanent erection—is named after him.)
That was quite informative...I was tempted to purchase some Horny Goat weed for an especially randy New Year's Eve party...I'm kind of glad I didn't. Where can I find the tea?
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