° Clytemnestra settles herself into her cushioned windowseat, stealthily pulls the lace curtain a halfinch away from the casement, and strains her gaze to see if Lucia and Quaint Irene--no no, that’s Miss Mapp, wrong country, wrong century, wrong epoch.
° Clytemnestra stares nervously through a chink in the wooden shutter of the frigid stone palace for a first glimpse of her husband Agamemnon, riding through the Inner Gate in Trojan triumph.
° "I know he is a complete jackass," she thinks to herself, "but can he really be simple enough to fall for this?"
° Well, of course, he is a complete jackass, he is simple enough, and he does fall for it.
° Clever Clytemnestra, Daughter of God (twin to Helen) by the matron Leda, induces Agamemnon to commit a Goddefying act of human hubris. Then she executes him, in his bath, with his Trojan mistress Cassandra, aka Blonde Trophy Wife.
° What are Agamemnon’s sins? His father has murdered Clytemnestra’s Boytoy Aegisthus’s siblings and fed them to their father. Moyses, a little harshly secondo Gesù, condemns Agamemnon for his father’s misdeed.
° What he did with priestly sanction at Aulis to his own daughter, why mention it?
° How many thousands of Trojans he caused to be murdered, and how many thousands of Greeks he caused to be selfmurdered, and all for a lie, why calculate it?
° What hubristic airs of Conquering Hero he assumed, Clytemnestra’s trampled imperial silk reveals.
° And then, the O. J. factor . . . .
° But son Orestes, seeing his own political income usurped by the Boytoy, slaughters Clytemnestra (God told him to do it), and, by shedding genetically related blood, incurs urGuilt. The Furies take him on full time, pecking raw his sorry big fat beehind clear across Greece, till Athene compromises all the sin away, like some greasedpalm Cop or bellyfattened Father Confessor.
° Young Giac, simple as he is, understands that the Fix is on.
° Timetravelling, Giac.
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