exCUUUSE ME BUT WHAAAAT DID YOU JUST SAYY???!!!

another time a classmate went: “Pardon me, ma’am — uh, sir, uh….esteemed one”

and, my absolute fave: “Hey ladies! — and gentleThem”

I’m not sure whether I should laugh or cry.

Is OP aware that oh so many books exist on this subject?

And that almost universally the ones authored by people with doctorates in classicism and mythology disagree with OP?

Including the… epic hymn that first told this story? You know what’s in that original source material… right?

Abducted, yes. Demeter mourned? Definitely. Rape, no.

So here’s some info on Ancient Greek wedding traditions which (oh my stars and garters!!) included abducting the bride. With the father’s permission, which Hades got before he took her away.

Here’s a whole book on the subject of Ancient Greek wedding custom and its conflation with funeral rites. (Which sounds a bit like Hades and Persephone to anyone who’s ever dabbled in things like explication and context)

Here’s a link to another book that talks about Persephone’s rise to power as a result of her willingly eating the pomegranate seeds.

Oh shit!!

Here’s a whole bunch of myths and hymns that talk about her Queen of the Underworld badassery!!

Holy pug tacos Batman!!

Here’s another book about the myth focusing on the seasonal religious and liminal rites. WHICH TAKE PLACE IN THE DRY SUMMER (not the fucking winter), which you know if you read a book.Way to go, OP!

All these fucking books!  What could anyone possibly do with them all?!?!?!?! Do you eat books to absorb their powers instead of read them?

A better guess would be that you got into a moral panic over the name of a certain Renaissance statue and maybe after reading three pages of Edith Hamilton or the first paragraph of a Wikipedia article. And then used that to castigate and demean not only the people who actually take their limited time to create gorgeous art but also to denigrate modern day worshippers of Persephone and Hades?

Because they did not happen.

A few months ago, there was a lot going around about Caeneus and Poseidon, because Caeneus is essentially a canon transman in Greek mythology, having been born a woman and turned into a man by Poseidon at his behest.  The original myth is that Poseidon raped Caeneus, and he wished to never be forced again, and that’s why he asked to be made a man.  

But I don’t fault the people who chose to reimagine that myth as Poseidon seducing Caeneus and then giving him whatever he wanted because he cared for him.  I don’t like it, because the original myth haunts me, but people are able to reimagine it however they choose, and if it gives them peace or joy to think so, then more power to them.

But these are myths.  They didn’t happen to real people.  They never existed.  You can take the story and re-invent it to make something new.  Something that is more romantic, or more affirming.  

I became a teacher, partly, because I didn’t want a job where my goal was to make money. I didn’t want to create profit. I want to create thinkers and voters and citizens. 

Standardized Testing is part of a push by conservative government to make public education profitable for private corporations. 

My state pays Pearson $90 Million EVERY YEAR just for STAAR testing. That doesn’t include Pearson test prep materials, or any of the other tests they run.Pearson writes G/T tests, AP tests, even teacher certification tests. 

The market is basically a monopoly  And Standardized Testing is now a multi-billion dollar industry.

And for what?  They don’t measure educational quality. They haven’t improved student performance. All they really seem to measure is family income, which is the best predictor for student performance. 

Im begging you for help. 

This is my friend, he’s only 17 years old, 18 this July. He’s funny and kind and generous. He’s very smart and talented, and really cares about his friends and for others. Hes trapped. Trapped in an abusive home and with abusive parents. 

Things have always been bad, threats to be beaten, actually being beaten, constant sexist and transphobic bullshit. Everyday, almost every hour. My friend doesn’t get a break.He’s told how “disgusting” he looks, or how “unwanted” he is. Hes insulted for eating, for not eating. For how he dresses, how he talks, what he likes. If he ever found something he liked; drawing, writing, the computer, talking to friends, watching anime, it was taken away and insulted. He has no safe place, no support, no love. and today things got worse…..

His father has threatened to kill him

“Have you decided to die?? Then just go DIE?? Stop killing me everyday?? You better stay in the house and go to college and if you think you could run away with your friend and use their money or anything I wont be human, I’d cut you piece by piece.” His father, his own father, is now threatening to “bury” him.  "why the hell do you walk around this house like you’re dead?? Is this how you behave in a house?? What have we done to you so bad that you act like this? Did we hit and beat you up? Do you even know what true suffering is??” The answer is yes. They have hit him and beaten him up, many times. Yes he does know what suffering is, not only to be a  lgbt teenager in India in a unsupportive home. But also because abuse is as common as breathing for him. 

The last time I went to India the two of us tried to run away together and failed. We got caught. Im back in the states now trying to get a visa to return and I think they have turned off his wifi and blocked my number as of today. I have booked a ticket for July 4rd. His birthday. However I need your help. I need someone to talk to, to help me plan this out, to figure out what I should do. I need someone who can come with me to India, I need money, I need advice, he needs support.

Ive never met someone quite like him, he struggles everyday and despite it all, despite being told hes “better off dead”. Despite being called “worthless” and a “punishment”, despite the insults and the abuse. He loves his family and is pushing through it all for a bright future. We have struggled together on our own for so long. Its been over a year of trying to escape. We cant do this alone anymore. Please dont let him die. Not because of his father, or this world. 

Help me show him people care, that someone out there loves him and wants to see him smile. Help me bring him to a safe place where he can recover. Please. I couldn’t live without him. Dont let his life….or his hope slip away. 

Please. Save his life, save mine. His father has threatened twice to call the police on me and claims to “know everything you’re planning”. He doesn’t but his assumptions are way too close for comfort. Im all alone here. Please anything you can do literally anything. Help me. Help him. We are just kids, the world shouldn’t be so cruel. Hes all I have, please help me to save him.

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