Cassandra

Cassandra was the most beautiful of the daughters of Hecuba and Priam, the Queen and  King of Troy. She was so beautiful that even Apollo, notorious womanizer among the gods, was infatuated with her. One  day, while she was slumbering in the temple, Apollo silently approached her, as he had in mind to win the girl’s love. When she woke up and heard the handsome god professing his passion, she was pleasantly flattered. He courted her gently and  promised to give her a most precious gift that would have sealed their love: she would have been able to see the future, but, there is always a but, only if she consented to lie with him.

Cassandra was intrigued at first, it was a generous gift indeed, but, after accepting the offer, she started to have doubts and changed her mind. It happens, even to charming gods. So angry Apollo, who was not used to being jilted, seeked his revenge. He kept acting the meek sad rejected lamb for a while and implored her to give him a single kiss that he could remember forever. The girl accepted and while she made the move to reach Apollo’s lips, the God spat in her mouth. A gesture of utter contempt. With that act Apollo had nullified his own gift condemning her not to be believed.

From that moment on, Cassandra will start to see the future and, as any human being, will not be able to resist or refrain from telling others what she knew, or to alert those who were going have losses or mischances, hence as prophetess of misfortunes and nefarious events, she was avoided and marginalized, for fear, or the illusion of her being able to change events.

Apollo could have condemned Cassandra to mere silence, but he did not. He gave her the faculty to perceive more than normal, keeping the use of the word, and also remaining aware of the fact that others could listen to her but would choose not to believe her words, indeed, they would consider her crazy and delusional for her insistence, especially when she warned them of immense dangers. She will cry out the negative outcomes of Helen’s kidnapping, in fact, and will try to stop the Trojans from dragging the wooden horse into the city, warning them that it would be the cause of their ruin; but she will always remain unheard.

If we want to give a further interpretation to the myth, we may add that Cassandra’s faculty does not only consist in seeing the future but rather, understanding its signs, or better, she sees the future, because she understands them. In a sense Apollo had made her wise, wiser than anybody else, that is the meaning of his gift. After all isn’t it the destiny of the wise, of those who know how to see far and beyond, of those who are able to decipher the omens and may know how to anticipate them to end up unheard?

The consequence of the scrutiny of future should lead to the rise of a great deal of questions in order to find the best solutions to incoming problems, even if they seem inconvenient at first glance. For example, when Priam sees the horse, he doesn’t wonder why he should receive such a gift in a middle of a war, and why the Spartans had retreated in such a hurry. Why? Wisdom would have suggested him to be careful, but he is not. Worn out by an exhausting war, he chooses to believe in the final peace and ignore Cassandra’s words, and, as he wishes to return to normal life, he accepts the Spartans’ gift and allows the huge horse to be dragged inside the city wall and their disgrace of his people with it.

Hence, we may say that Cassandra’s curse lies above all in her not being able to communicate and interact, thus her efforts remain arid, unproductive and sterile. A double torture for those who profess and need to communicate and interact with each other: being aware of speaking while remaining unheard. Communicating is as important as listening and communication is truly constructive, if made of real listening, because communication is something more than the mere reception of an observation, it is an emotional feedback that changes us, excites us, makes us think and reason in order to modify and improve our system.

In this sense our age, which has glorified communication through medias, has turned out to be the less communicative at all, as we all speak and write a lot, but nobody or just a few takes the trouble to listen. Everybody has a truth, which cannot be even dented. Therefore, those who are entitled to “read the signs” and take us out of troubles, like in this outbreak, remain often unheard or offended. So, even if we see the clouds approaching, we still prefer to turn our back to modern Cassandras and look at that little portion of the sky where the sun still shines, without realizing that we are just dragging the Trojan horse in.

 

 

 

 

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14 thoughts on “Cassandra

  1. ‘as we all speak and write a lot, but nobody or just a few take the trouble to listen’
    Very true, speaking or making known one’s opinion is all that people seem to do; listening unfortunately not so much. So there may be expression of opinion but no conversation or actual communication.

    • It is absolutely frustrating. I don’t want to mean I am a Cassandra and that I want to be heard anyhow, but truly, it has become impossible to interact with those who have diffferent opinions. It is just like making the effort of talking to a wall, but whatever you say it bounces back,

      • Exactly, and this is not just in discussions/debates but even ordinary conversations. My mother in fact was just saying this to me today about a phone conversation she had–the other person she said was only interested in giving her news but not in listening to anything my mother had to say.

  2. Excellent post. I used the Cassandra metaphor in fiction recently and several readers didn’t know this tale of this ancient prophetess. I love your closing remarks. So, so true! I also think that if Christ were to come again, no one would believe him and he or she would end up in a loony bin.

    • I don’ t think so. I am sure he would do just fine, thanks to social media. He could have spread ” the word” in no time. Of course, there is the matter of the haters ……… 😉

  3. Wise, Wiser, the Wisest. My dearest Cassandra, as you know; your wisdom is hexed by Apollo.
    I have learned a lot more again my dear teacher; that is at least a goal for me. 🙏💖🥰

  4. Always good to be reminded of the truths that reside in myths, especially when — as with this one — they are so pertinent to our own contemporary situations. Cassandra’s fate not to have her truths be believed is the mirror image of the fake news believed by far too many benighted souls (who then claim those truths to be hoaxes with absolutely no sense of irony).

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