I don't know why this is called baseball. I found it today on my work machine, then I added to it (the tale of Ogg and Oog).
The Odyssey becomes a story of the creation of story. How story creates reality. We go, "What's it about?" and we keep coming up with answers, but there isn't really "an answer" to that question, and in fact, what it's about is asking what it's about, isn't it?
The specifics of the story are irrelevent (I say this without knowing if they are). Suppose the specific events of the story are irrelevent. Suppose they are merely there to move the story along. They mark the passage of time. But more, they provide the dramatic tension necessary, the definition of character, the drive of the plot, stuff that keeps us interested.
That's the main thing- to keep us interested. And after that, to leave us with something.
The something we are left with is who we are.
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02/07/08
So here's Ogg and Oog, sitting around the cave one day. Every day passes much like the last, and things just sort of happen. There is language.
Oog tends to rattle on about things, thinks Ogg. "The fire is burning low," says Oog, and yes, it obviously is. Oog throws another log on the fire- "I threw another log on the fire," says Oog. Ogg yawns, falls asleep.
Winter is coming on, and like every winter, life gets a little harder. The hunting is worse. The daylight doesn't last as long. Ogg and Oog get by.
One night, the usual, Ogg is drifting to sleep by the fire, Oog is rattling on. Oog says "that brown dog just puked over by the rock." Oog says "we have many berries in this basket." Oog says "the sun is dying now."
Ogg's eyes come open. Oog looks at Ogg, says "a hunter has speared the sun, and now it is dying." Ogg knows that no hunter can spear the sun, yet this is how it seems. Every day the sun gets weaker.
Ogo says "the black dog is eating the vomit." Ogg drifts back to sleep.
As the cycle repeats, Oog learns what to say to keep Ogg awake. Oog likes the attention this brings. Ogg likes to hear these stories. Hearing a story is like being on a hunt. It can be exciting.