#classics

29.11.20

So it turns out that both when you do work and don’t do work you don’t tend to take a lot of pictures as evidence of work. But I learnt about Tiberius and Gaius and lemme just say those guys deserved so much better. Like all they wanted to do was help, at least according to Plutarch so maybe we’re not gonna 100% believe it but at least they didn’t kill 300/3000 people and then dump their bodies in the Tiber and then go hmm damn we killed em but actually they were pretty good and now I kinda wish they weren’t dead, and then they were like hmm let’s just build a monument to them, um anyways. Have a merry Christmas? I sure am gonna be doing some fun reading

fluentisonus:

actually I love how catullus’ romantic poems creep into friendship language and friendship poems creep into romantic language, and he writes different types of loves as all bleeding into each other

@verecunda kindly tagged me in the following meme (thanks dear! <3):

I don’t think any work of Tom Holland’s will ever top Rubicon (that book’s verve! its pizzazz! how much it taught me! I owe it such a debt); but I have to bow down to the sheer amount of research involved in condensing over 2,000 years of Western history into 600 pages, and to how revelatory and transformative an argument it is.  Once you’ve heard it, you’ll see it everywhere, not least in how strange, fascinating and terrible the classical world now seems to us, following such a radical shift in morals.

2. Best sequel you have read in 2021 so far?
I’ve only read two sequels in 2021 so far!  I am as ever astonishingly bad at continuing series. 

The best is Lustrum, where all I can say is thank you Robert Harris for my life.  I knew late Roman republican politics was wild, but I’d forgotten it was this gloriously entertaining.  Harris is clearly such a political and parliamentary geek; someone who delights in the theatricality of public life, the alliances and compromises that lie behind it, and the shifts in power and influence expressed and created by debates and legislation.

But more than that, the book is so good because the people in it feel so real. I love his Lucullus (disdainful, feline, magnificent, I’m), love his hot bullheaded Metellus Celer to absolute bits, and I even really like Harris’s Catilina, for his charisma and ruined nobility—he feels like a tragic figure, someone who should have been using his qualities in service of the state, not trying to destroy it.

The most tragic figure in it, though, is Cicero, whose moment of glory is also the seed of his destruction. (and it never occurred to me before that his harping on about having saved the Republic might be in part displaced guilt over ordering executions without trial.)  Tiro’s portrait of him is clearly rooted in long-standing familiarity and tender affection, the sort of love which embraces the whole of the other person, flaws and weaknesses included, and reading it you get the same sense as you do in the letters, of how much Cicero depended on those close to him for support.  but more than that, you also get a sense of the kind of person Tiro must have been, to serve Cicero so well - intelligent and observant and sensitive and devoted.

I could wish for a little more depth in the portrayal of the female characters - though it shows the extent of the misogyny they had to fight against - but otherwise this book is an absolute riot. I can’t wait to get on to the next one and yet I can’t bear the thought of Cicero dying. (his going into exile nearly made me cry.)

4. Most anticipated book release of the second half of the year?
A lot of the books I was looking forward to this year have already come out, so I’m going to go for Jessie Burton’s Medusa, just because I can never get enough of myth retellings.

Pandora’s Jar itself is a bit more serious, but also something I would definitely recommend to people on here; it’s about how our common perceptions of Greek myths often marginalise or demean or vilify the women in them, and looks at ancient variants and modern retellings to consider alternative perspectives, ones with more sympathy for the women involved and why they do what they do. 

6. Biggest disappointment?
Nghi Vo’s The Empress of Salt and Fortune; it was pitched to me as a sharp, incisive novella about historiography and the exercise of female power.  But its plotting made no sense, and I didn’t know enough about the characters or their world to care about or support the revolution being incited—swapping one ruler for another makes no difference to me when I haven’t been told much about either.  It wasn’t rich and complex, it was shallow and unthinking.

7. Favourite new author (either new to you or debut)?
Melissa Scott.  A Choice of Destinies is all about what might have happened if Alexander had turned west after conquering Persia, and headed for Rome instead. (she thinks the Romans would have been folded into Alexander’s empire, and I have to say the same, sorry Livy!)  What I love about this book is its wealth of immersive detail, and its characters: firstly the Companions (in particular its steady, intelligent Ptolemy, and its sardonic, amused, sandy-haired, lounging Perdiccas—a different characterisation than I’ve seen elsewhere, however I have one (1) favourite Companion and it’s always this guy), but also its Alexander and Hephaistion, and the ever-present, unspoken trust and support and care and affection running between them.  The book never makes a big thing of it, but it’s clear how much they love each other.

There’s not much plot per se; instead it’s the kind of book which lets you escape into another world for a while.  The quietly sad thing about it is not only that it didn’t happen but that it wouldn’t have happened; the choice the real Alexander made was the one that was truest to himself, no matter how tragically it ended.

8. Favourite new fictional crush?
Edmund Ruthven from Strange Practice—a cultured, refined vampire with matinée idol good looks, a commanding presence and a tendency towards ennui.  But beyond these typical vampire tropes, he’s also a connoisseur of modern technology as much as silk dressing gowns, someone with a passion for learning, and a serious, thoughtful and caring person who staves off said ennui by acting as guardian and protector in the monster community.

9. Newest favourite character?
Red from This Is How You Lose The Time War; it was love from “and our glorious crystal future is looking so bright I gotta wear shades, as the prophets say”.  I adore her terrible jokes and her boyish sense of mischief.

I expected a light bit of fun; but I wasn’t expecting it to feel so comforting, or to vibe so deeply with its interior landscape—its wry humour and tea and rain and trips to the British Museum and references to Gothic literature. It’s a steadily kind and nurturing book, with a commitment to found family and to finding humanity in unlikely places, and I can’t wait to read the others in the series.

Reading it I did feel that there was no way I would ever be cool enough for her, but her catechism places a huge emphasis on redemption and unconditional love and the idea that everyone we see is a child of God, that we are all messy, imperfect sinners who can only keep trying, and all these things are deeply moving to me. (the chapter on the Beatitudes is worth it alone; she, more than other teachers I’ve seen, really really gets it.)

Rachel Hickman’s One Silver Summer also has a very pretty cover - its dreamy romanticism feels just right for a story about horses and Cornwall and first love.

13. What book do you need to read by the end of the year?
Apart from maybe finishing Robert Harris’s Cicero novels, I’d like to read AJ Pollard’s biography of Warwick - he’s one of my favourite historical figures, and it seems a shame to leave an entire book about him just sitting on my shelf!

14. What book do you need to re-read by the end of the year?
I’d like to have another go at the Silmarillion; it’s been a really long time since I’ve read it (longer still since I read it completely—the last time I tried, I got bogged down in the long march to Valinor) and everything after Fëanor’s rebellion is incredibly hazy.

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Odysseus is like “yeah guys I’ll tell you everything, you should know the whole story” then leaves out the part about the man-eating monster with six heads

texts I’ve received as a classics major pt 1

trash-in-a-can:

as we all know lgbt stands for gay, bisexual, trans, and les mis

Good evening, my friends.

So I apologize for only being reblogs for the past… while. But I have a very exciting piece of news.

I’ve been accepted into a university!

I graduated high school with the sole goal of Scraping ByTM for the sake of my mental health and genuinely never believed I’d go to university simply because I didn’t have the grades from high school for it or that I genuinely was not smart enough. And yet here I am (with a scholarship no less!) getting to go to school.

Honestly, the dark academia/light academia aesthetic of it all has inspired me to go beyond what I thought I could do and to square my shoulders and do what I wanted. So I honestly have this community to thank for helping me push myself to do this.

I’m very happy I did.

Anyway, have an excellent rest of your day. Yours Truly will return with more poetry anon.

~Atticus

jukeboxemcsa:

i-will-not-be-caged:

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sci-fantasy:

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gertrudefrankenstein:

Millennial Sisyphus keeps entering all the information from his resume into the web form, only for it to delete everything when he tries to move to the next page. He just goes back and types it all up again, over and over again, forever, and he never gets a job.

Millennial Tantalus has been promised that his unpaid internship will become a paid position as soon as the company has space for him. Every week he sees their new job posting. Every week he asks his boss if he can have a real job. The boss shrugs apologetically and says he’ll just have to make do with being paid in experience a little longer. He goes back and keeps working, over and over again, forever, and he never reaches the fruits of his labors.

Millennial Persephone can’t get a job without a degree, but because she had to take out loans to pay for college, she must spend 1/3 of her life working just to pay them off.

Millennial Cassandra’s title is Social Media Coordinator, she was hired to be the expert, but every time she tries to explain the problems in her company’s social media decisionmaking, the managers don’t listen…and end up hiring expensive PR flacks to repair the damage to their reputation when things blow up exactly as she predicted.

Millennial Medusa uses multiple shades of primer and opaque foundation to cover the scars snaking across her face, hiding the bruises, aligning the asymmetry in her broken nose and jaw. Red matte on the lips, green shimmer on the lids. Flawless liner on the first try. She’s had lots and lots of practice. She films her transformation in secret for all to see and learn, and again, men are turned to anonymous stone faces screaming in horror. “Liar!” “Witch!” “Take her swimming on the first date!” These words do not discourage her. These words are a challenge. GlamGorgonXx posts another video.

Millennial Prometheus uploads another PDF to his site. He’s lost track of the printing and edition of this textbook. He knows they just rearranged some of chapters then charge 150 dollars per copy, and the professor wrote the book himself. the ZIP fills uploads successfully, and he starts uploading the next one. He isn’t afraid of the potential lawsuit. knowledge shouldn’t held out of reach like this. 

Millennial Circe screenshots all the lewd messages she gets from men on online dating sites and posts them on her very popular Instagram along with their pictures and usernames. When people accuse her of attempting to destroy their reputations, she insists she’s just revealing them for the pigs they truly are.

Millennial Odysseus is starting to suspect there’s something wrong with his GPS…

thoodleoo:

me when cicero breaks out the periodic sentences and starts spilling the tea on random roman senators from 2000 years ago

brutussuggestions:

Cicero I love you but get to the verb

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