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Sue Cauhape's avatar

Sometimes it's difficult to look at that human and think he is God. I grew up in the Utah theocracy with that stern belief. You can't say "no" to the bishop or certainly the President of the Church because they're emissaries of God. whew! Later, I changed religions and learned the interesting hierarchy that produces a Manifestation of God. (Baha'i Faith) Baha'u'llah, the prophet-founder, refused to display images of himself to avoid distracting the followers' attention away from God. A totally different take on spiritual leadership. Yet again, some in the Faith held personages in leadership as if they were emissaries and therefore must be obeyed. So, I keep whatever I gleaned from that religion in my heart and have walked away from membership, at least, in any organization that demands total compliance.

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Jane Baker's avatar

As a kid,and for years in adulthood I never got why our Lord Byron was so keen on knocking around Greece or why he was a hero for doing so. In my 1960s childhood Greece was a sunny place where posher people went on holiday just as the hoi polloi were finding their way to the Costas. Greece was our Cliff,a Brit Adonis singing "The Next Time" on the Acropolis.

For most of my life the whole world seemed secure and fixed. It had been this way for ever and it always would be. Of course because I was interested in history,and relatively knowledgeable,and because I was brought up with an awareness of Biblical Prophecy I knew this wasn't true BUT in the 1960s,70s,80s it did feel like "the end of history". Pre 1945 the world had been run on emotions and feelings but I lived in a world run on common sense and the appropriate application of the results of science research. Everyone was happy with the status quo it seemed. Then of course,the Wall came down and lots of aspects of history that somehow our media had never shown or told us started to be significant. Like Yugoslavia fracturing into a confusing array of warring countries with names out of pre WW1 Viennese operetta. Ruritania indeed. And of course the Balkans in a generalised sense is "that creepy place" ,it's film noir,land of the cat people,it's werewolves and vampires,it's Hammer Horror and both Europe but NOT Europe.

That was when I learned that for 400 years Greece had been a part of the Ottoman Empire but had Never accepted it,never acquiesced to it,always resented it. And then I got why Lord Byron was and still is a Hero to the Greeks.

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