Originally posted April 19, 2009

Dionysus has been toying with me lately. Maybe it’s just the spring air, but I have the overwhelming urge to kick my shoes off, run screaming through the maze of cubicles where the adjunct faculty slave, grading endless stacks of composition papers, and out into the sunshine. I recently read the “Bacchae,” by Euripides, for a class I’m teaching and am consequently, it would seem, possessed by the effeminate, upstart god. I feel irresistibly drawn to the abandonment of reason, the throwing off of social mores, and complete surrender to the irrational. Don’t get me wrong, the idea of rending flesh with my teeth is not in the least appealing. A wild, naked run through the forest, on the other hand, is extremely enticing. Rationality is not really doing it for me today. I have the urge to be swept away, caught up in Bacchic frenzy, and driven to the brink of madness by animal urges—all without repercussion, of course. That must be it, why we struggle against the irrational side of our nature, stick with the rational. It’s safer, nothing to explain the next morning.

Leslie

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