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I don’t know why I’m here, I’m just having fun. RIP Plato, you would’ve loved ao3.
At its most basic definition, the Symposium is essentially just fanfiction and boy, was it more entertaining than anticipated. It could also be the fact that I don’t take anything very seriously, but once I started paraphrasing certain sections in my head the end result was just, like…really funny? Like the whole reason we’re here at all is because everyone got a little too blasted at last night’s rager and Little Miss “I could use a break” Pausanias decided to yuck on the yum and propose we keep the mandatory after dinner wine drinking to a minimum for the sake of intellectual conversation. I can’t hate, though—that’s a man after my own heart fr. At the end of the day, we’re all just girlies trying to coordinate the group level of drunkenness and yap about love.
At its most basic definition, the Symposium is essentially just fanfiction and boy, was it more entertaining than anticipated. It could also be the fact that I don’t take anything very seriously, but once I started paraphrasing certain sections in my head the end result was just, like…really funny? Like the whole reason we’re here at all is because everyone got a little too blasted at last night’s rager and Little Miss “I could use a break” Pausanias decided to yuck on the yum and propose we keep the mandatory after dinner wine drinking to a minimum for the sake of intellectual conversation. I can’t hate, though—that’s a man after my own heart fr. At the end of the day, we’re all just girlies trying to coordinate the group level of drunkenness and yap about love.
Hundre sider (minus forordene) av en fyr som gjenforteller et event han ikke selv var med på, om en gjeng pompøse tenkere som prater om en gud jeg ikke bryr meg om, og eneste beviset denne fyren har for at dette tok sted var at han spurte Sokrates om det var sant… og vi bare tror han????
Han har ikke hørt et eneste ord fra disse folkene direkte, bare fått gjenfortalt hva som ble pratet om, og han kommer her og kommer her og tror han er noe?
Må jo legge til at det er ganske tydelig at disse tankene de hadde den gang da var på bærtur. Er mye som virker betenkt, men egentlig er ganske på tryne dårlig.
Han har ikke hørt et eneste ord fra disse folkene direkte, bare fått gjenfortalt hva som ble pratet om, og han kommer her og kommer her og tror han er noe?
Må jo legge til at det er ganske tydelig at disse tankene de hadde den gang da var på bærtur. Er mye som virker betenkt, men egentlig er ganske på tryne dårlig.
Vite fait chiant, seul Aristophane et le préfacier m’ont intéressé
reflective
medium-paced
With this I read the Hackett edition and I was pleased with it. Unlike many of their other Plato editions, this one had a decent amount of footnotes and a great introduction, with an easy to read translation.
I knew beforehand that this book contained dialogues about Euros, but I didn't realize that with many of the dialogues the love is referring to pederasty, I should have guessed from some of the interactions with other Plato dialogues. To someone like myself from a different time and culture this was slightly disturbing at first, but once I got past my own opinions, this was actually a great dialogue. I did wonder how this dialogue was so well copied throughout the Catholic middle ages, one would think that it would get swept under the rug like so many other documents, but perhaps because its Socrates or just because its good, it got a pass. I think its among the best of the Plato dialogues I've read, it seems more lively and entertaining than some of the others.
In this, men at a symposium sit around making speeches in praise of love. I don't remember the first ones very well, but the later ones were pretty good. I liked the popular one by Aristophanes where he tells of a love creation type of myth were people at one time had double the body parts but were separated into two by a god, then they search for their other half. I think my favorite part though happened at the end where Alcibiades comes in drunk and tells stories about Socrates, it gives another dimension to the man and made me appreciate him more (his apology was even more effective when I read it after this).
I knew beforehand that this book contained dialogues about Euros, but I didn't realize that with many of the dialogues the love is referring to pederasty, I should have guessed from some of the interactions with other Plato dialogues. To someone like myself from a different time and culture this was slightly disturbing at first, but once I got past my own opinions, this was actually a great dialogue. I did wonder how this dialogue was so well copied throughout the Catholic middle ages, one would think that it would get swept under the rug like so many other documents, but perhaps because its Socrates or just because its good, it got a pass. I think its among the best of the Plato dialogues I've read, it seems more lively and entertaining than some of the others.
In this, men at a symposium sit around making speeches in praise of love. I don't remember the first ones very well, but the later ones were pretty good. I liked the popular one by Aristophanes where he tells of a love creation type of myth were people at one time had double the body parts but were separated into two by a god, then they search for their other half. I think my favorite part though happened at the end where Alcibiades comes in drunk and tells stories about Socrates, it gives another dimension to the man and made me appreciate him more (his apology was even more effective when I read it after this).
Easily the gayest thing I’ve ever read and it was awesome.
Muy unexpected Alcibiades despechado porque Sócrates no quiso nada con él. Homoerotismo, toques de misoginia y preocupante admisiones pederastas. Aah the ancient greeks. La parte que mas me ha gustado es la descripción de los humanos originales: mujer-mujer (tierra), hombre-hombre (sol) y hombre-mujer (luna, andróginos). Como zeus lo separó y buscan a su mitad. Bien de amor platónico.
challenging
informative
reflective
slow-paced
Beautiful until the fragments depicting innocence are stained with the evil lust of pedophilia
emotional
funny
hopeful
informative
inspiring
reflective
medium-paced