Hello, once again, my loyal readers and literary appreciators, today I have a good one for you. I have pulled myself away from a stack of books I'm sure Emma Lazarus would have a word or two for, and found the glorious time to reconvene with you. I have been thinking quite a bit about how some authors are deified in the minds of some readers as members of an almost supernatural pantheon of writers, and, to put it bluntly, it disgusts me. Now I'm not saying its wrong to have a favorite, or even a number of favorite writers who inspire you or blah blah blah, I'm just asking people to question why these certain writers are or should or should not be immortalized. Specifically, I am thinking of Homer, a name near and dear to every reader from sixth grade on up. . . except to one E.W. Strege. Yep, you guessed it, a literary rant is on the way so batten down the hatches, Put beeswax in your ear, and for God's sake don't eat the lotus root, because we're a long way from Ithaca on today's blog. God's speed, and I hope to see you on the other side.
***As I sit and meditate ever so pensively next to the belching stacks of Taco Bell’s deep fryers, it occurs to me that a certain amount of hypocrisy exists between the way we (contemporary appreciators and scholars of literature) deem authors “worthy” of positive attention and adoration. The general consensus amongst my peers – at least the ones to whom I have spoken – has been that The Odyssey is a retelling of a tale through a textual medium. I both validate and understand this view, but am still puzzled as to why we view Homer as a canonical writer worthy of our attention, seeing as all he did was transcribe a common tale without any remarkable attention to poetic form. On the other hand, Virgil adapted a tale and expressed it quite sophisticatedly with great poetic erudition. I hope this is not coming across too cynical, but if I were to write down the story of Star Wars with the occasional superficial change here and there, I am not a brilliant writer because I am “ripping” off Star Wars, I am not a genius, George Lucas is. Likewise, just because the enigma we know as “Homer” wrote down the Odyssey, it doesn’t change the fact that the true genius stems from the originator of the tale, who is probably some nameless, faceless, Greek who lived ages even before “Homer”. I want to be put on record as saying that I, by no means, mean any disrespect to anyone who adores Homer, or even to Homer himself, I aim to merely develop an interesting topic for discussion which will, with any luck, help to elucidate some of the deeply important – if not a bit too philosophical – issues in literature. ***
Okay, there you have it folks, my brief musings on Homer fueled by burnt coffee and a dish which had altogether too many tortillas involved.
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With all due respect,
Eric W. Strege