Okay, so I was all set to write a post that would rehash the whole Tiresias question, because I grow more and more convinced that we have it better, but then I decided that it might be a heterosexist question and I got all caught up on trying to remember Tiresias’s name to begin with and then I read that “Since Cronus ruled over the earth, the heavens and the sea, Adamanthea hid Zeus by dangling him on a rope from a tree, suspended between earth, sea and sky, and thus invisible to his father.”
Cool, right, but it got me thinking about that dude who can only be killed when he’s got one foot in a tub and one foot on a goat and I for the longest time could not convince myself that it wasn’t Taliesen, who, you may recall, as a child is given the task of stirring the witch Ceredwin’s cauldron of wisdom and three drops fall on his finger, burning him. He sticks his finger in his mouth (Much like how Fionn mac Cumhaill ended up eating the salmon of knowledge) and is immediately granted great wisdom, the first instance of is the realization that Ceredwin is going to be pi-ISS-ed at him.
But no tub/goat straddling. Finally, after a lunch hour of research, I remember that it’s dear Lleu Llaw Gyffes, who also has a kind of jerk of a mother figure who has to be tricked into giving him the stuff he needs in life (so you can see why I was confused).
Anyway, it turns out that Lleu’s Gaulish counterpart, Lugus, is sometimes attributed with three penises, in which case, I think, we’re brought nearly full circle, because it’s hard to say whether a man with three penises is having the best of times or the worst of times.