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KING MIDAS - INTRODUCTION
The name Midas today has become a synonym for "rich man", but
King Midas profited little from his wealth. In fact, his
short-lived riches darn near killed him and his daughter. His
story serves to remind us that stupidity is just as fatal as
sin, and that one should think long and hard before wishing for
something, for wishes do come true...
Midas was the pleasure-loving King of Macedonia, where he ruled
over the Brigians (also known as Moschians.) He was the first
person ever to plant a rose garden and he loved to spend his
days feasting and listening to music. His mother was said to be
the great goddess Cybelle (Rhea), who is "the mother of the
gods", but we cannot be sure. Some have called Gordius his
father, and yet others claim that Gordius was only his
step-father.
(Don't you wish those Ancient Greeks kept better records?:)
When he was just a baby a procession of ants was seen carrying
grains of wheat up the side of his cradle and placing them
between his lips as he slept. When the oracles were asked to
explain this omen they said that Midas was a special child who
would amass great power and wealth.
King Midas' rose gardens were celebrated and he derived great
pleasure in their pristine beauty. Well, it happened that
Dionysus, the celebrated god of wine, was leading his army of
frenzied followers into India. The army of Dionysus consisted in
part of Satyrs, who were half human, half goat individuals with
a serious lust for wine and sexual pleasures. Silenus was an old
friend who had been entrusted with the education of Dionysus, so
the god of wine was particularly fond of him.
SILENUS THE SATYR
At a particularly rowdy party Silenus got drunk like a skunk,
which was quite normal for a Satyr, and he wandered away from
the rest of his mates, becoming hopelessly lost. Eventually he
stumbled his way to King Midas' palace and proceeded to pass out
among the King's treasured rose bushes, where he slept off his
drunken fit.
In the morning Silenus was discovered among the flowers by the
King's gardeners, who didn't know what to make of this
loudly-snoring portly old man. All they knew was that their King
wouldn't be too happy with having his precious roses trampled,
so they bound Silenus with garlands of flowers, set a flowering
wreath on his head, woke him up and brought him in this
ridiculous guise before Midas.
It was a hilarious sight!
By now Silenus had sobered up and, when asked his identity by
King Midas, he told him that he was in the retinue of the great
Dionysus, and regaled him with tales of the expedition to Asia.
He told the King wonderful stories about an immense continent
lying beyond the great Oceanus, unlike any known before, where
the inhabitants lived in rich and splendid cities. These
gigantic people enjoyed long and happy lives, Silenus said, and
their legal system was remarkably just.
He filled the King's head with wondrous stories: These wise
inhabitants of the strange continent called Atlantis had
once set out in huge numbers - ten million or more! - in ships
to visit our lands, Silenus said, but on arriving they had
become disgusted with our barbaric ways and had returned to
their homeland, never to be seen again.
Silenus also told Midas about a terrible whirlpool that trapped
all travelers. There were two streams that flowed nearby and
lovely fruit trees grew on the banks of each stream. Yet if
someone ate the fruit of one stream, he would lapse into a sad
and pitiful state and would cry and groan until he would finally
die of melancholy.
The fruit that grew by the other stream magically would renew
the youth of even the oldest traveler...but then he would pass
backwards through middle age, then would turn into a young man,
then an adolescent, and finally he would become an
infant...until he finally disappeared! What a drag!
TOUCH OF GOLD
For ten days and ten nights Silenus regaled King Midas with such
stories and when he was ready to depart, the King ordered a
guide to escort the Satyr to Dionysus, who was worried out of
his mind about his beloved teacher. Needless to say, Dionysus
was very happy and grateful to see Silenus return unharmed, so
he sent word to King Midas to name his reward - he could have
anything he wished for.
Ecstatic at his good fortune, King Midas impulsively replied
that he wished that anything he touched would
turn to gold. When asked if he was certain that's what he
desired, he said:
"That's my final answer..."
Who wants to be a millionaire? King Midas does! And did he ever
hit the jackpot! He went into his garden and picked up a stone
and at once it turned into gold. He could hardly believe his
good fortune. Same with his beautiful roses. As he touched them,
they would turn to pure gold...a tree - gold...a blade of grass
- solid gold! The bench he sat on - shining, precious gold! Same
with the apple he plucked from the tree and the nightingale that
landed on his outstretched finger! Pure gold.
Wow, this is far too cool, he thought, knowing that he now was
the richest man who ever lived, with no end to his wealth. All
he had to do was lay his Kingly hands on an item and it would be
transformed into glittering gold!
ALL THAT GLITTERS...
Be careful what you pray for, you just may get it, as our wise
Chinese cousins like to say...Still delirious with happiness at
his new-found power, King Midas went into his banquet hall for
the daily feast. Wouldn't you know it? As soon as he would pick
up a morsel to eat, it would turn into gold. Dying of thirst,
his wine would transform into liquid gold as soon as it touched
his lips. King Midas began to panic. This wasn't fun any more,
he was famished!
Alarmed at his predicament, his beloved daughter ran to
hug and comfort him, but as he wrapped his arms around her, she
instantly turned into a golden statue. That's when King Midas
realized the severity of his mistake and, hungry, thirsty and
heartbroken, he begged Dionysus to release him of his burden.
Dionysus couldn't help but be entertained and amused by the
tribulations of King Midas...The merciful god of wine knew that
the King had learned his lesson, so laughing he told Midas to
travel to the source of the river Pactolus and to plunge his
head and body in, rinsing off his "golden touch" in the waters.
Dionysus instructed King Midas to also wash off his daughter in
the same river, thus restoring her back to her living human
form.
To this day the sands of the river Pactolus are bright with
gold, to commemorate King Midas and his Golden Touch. As for the
King, now a little bit wiser, he realized that there is much
more to life than wealth and gold...
BONUS - KING GORDIUS & THE GORDIAN KNOT
Dionysus then rewarded King Midas' kindness towards Silenus by
helping him become King of Phrygia, which was ruled by King
Gordius. This ruler had no children of his own and he
immediately took a liking to Midas, so he adopted him as his own
son. When Gordius died Midas took over the kingdom.
A note here about King Gordius, for his is a fascinating story.
Born to poor peasants, Gordius one day was startled to see a
royal eagle perched comfortably on the pole of his ox-cart. No
matter where Gordius drove the cart all morning, the eagle
seemed determined to stay put. Interpreting this as an omen,
Gordius decided to drive his team towards the nearest city,
Phrygian Telmissus. He knew that there was a respected oracle
there and he hoped that this seer would explain what the
majestic eagle signified.
However at the gate of the city he met a young prophetess, who
upon seeing the royal eagle atop the ox-cart, insisted that
Gordius immediately offer sacrifice to Zeus, King of the
Olympians. She beseeched Gordius to let her accompany him and
together they rode past the gates into the city, but not before
Gordius made the young woman promise to marry him following
their sacrifice to Zeus.
Meanwhile, the King of Phrygia had suddenly died with no
discernible cause, and the local oracle had pronounced that the
city's new King was "approaching with his
bride, seated in an ox-cart."
Sure enough just then Gordius and the young prophetess entered
the market place and the people rejoiced at the arrival of their
new King. The royal eagle that was still majestically perched on
the cart confirmed in their minds the legitimacy of the oracle's
words, and loudly Gordius was acclaimed King of Phrygia.
In gratitude, Gordius dedicated the cart to Zeus, together with
its yoke, which he had fastened to the pole in a mighty knot. An
oracle then declared that the person who discovered how to untie
the knot would become the lord of Asia. For centuries nobody was
able to achieve this impossible task, until finally Alexander
the Great, during his mission to conquer the world, simply took
out his sword and with a great blow sliced right through the
Gordian Knot...Fulfilling the oracle's prophecy, Alexander
became the lord of Asia and the ruler of the world.
MIDAS BLOWS IT AGAIN
But we've wandered away from our main subject, King Midas. When
Gordius died, Midas assumed the throne and elevated the worship
of his patron, Dionysus. He founded the great city of Ancyra,
and from that day the kings of Phrygia have been alternately
named Midas and Gordius. That's why many people have mistakenly
described Midas as a son of Gordius.
Now, you would think that Midas would have learned his lesson
and acted more prudently when it came to the gods. But no...King
Midas was chosen as one of the judges in the famous musical
contest between the great god Apollo and a mortal named Marsyas,
and this led to the King's death...
You see, the great goddess Athena had created a wonderful double
flute, made from stags' bones, and she had produced enchanting
sounds from it at a banquet of the Olympians. But Athena was
perplexed as to why her fellow goddesses, Hera and Aphrodite,
giggled and tried to disguise their mirth and laughter whenever
she played the flute.
Going down to Phrygia, Athena played the double flute to herself
as she watched her reflection in the clear stream. At once she
realized the cause of the goddesses' amusement: Each time she
blew into the flute her cheeks would puff and her face would
turn red, making her look silly and ridiculous. In anger Athena
hurled the flute into the reeds, placing a curse on anyone who
picked it up or dared ever to play it.
MARSYAS FINDS THE FLUTE
Marsyas found Athena's double flute and was amazed to hear the
melodious tunes coming from it as he held it to his lips. The
dude was ignorant when it came to music, but anyone who played
the magical instrument was transformed into an accomplished
musician. Marsyas traveled the land displaying his new-found
talent and enchanting the people, developing a terrific
reputation and quite a large bank account.
But soon Marsyas grew vain and thought himself the world's best
musician. In his arrogance, he even challenged the great Apollo
to a musical competition, with the winner free to do as he
wished to the loser. Bad move.
As you can imagine, no matter how magical the double flute, it
was nonetheless no match for Apollo's lyre. The two of them went
at it "blow for blow", so to speak, with Marsyas at first able
to duplicate on Athena's wonder flute whatever Apollo played on
his lyre. But when Apollo turned his instrument upside down and
made great music with it, Marsyas realized that he couldn't do
the same with his own and admitted defeat.
There are various versions as to who judged the contest, with
some holding that it was umpired by the River-god Tmolus (with
the bystander Midas providing his opinion), while others claim
that it was Midas and the Muses who were the arbiters of this
"Battle of the Bands".
At any rate, Marsyas was declared the loser by either Tmolus or
the Muses, and the fool Midas, without thinking, stated that he
disagreed and that he thought the mortal was a more masterful
musician than Apollo. What an idiot! He should have known better
than to disrespect the great god!
THE END OF KING MIDAS
Apollo punished Marsyas for his vanity by sentencing him to a
horrible death. As for Midas, Apollo called the King an ass, and
to prove his point he touched him on the head and gave Midas the
ears of a donkey. Long and hairy they sprouted up, and Midas in
a panic covered them up with a tall Phrygian cap, hoping nobody
ever discovered his embarrassing secret.
Only his barber knew of this disgraceful matter, but Midas had
warned him that he would be put to death if ever he revealed to
anyone the asinine state of the King's ears. The barber found
himself bursting with the secret and couldn't bear to keep the
gossip to himself, but was afraid for his life. So he dug a hole
in the bank of the Pactolus river and, after making certain that
nobody was listening, he whispered into the hole that "King
Midas has an ass's ears." Filling up the hole
to forever bury the secret, the barber went away happy and at
peace with himself.
All was well until the next spring, when a reed sprouted up from
the hole and whispered to the other reeds that King Midas had
the ears of a donkey. These reeds in turn whispered the secret
to all creatures who passed. Soon the birds learned the news and
brought it to a man named Melampus, who knew the language of
birds and found the information absolutely hilarious. Melampus
told all his friends and soon the entire kingdom knew about King
Midas' miserable secret.
Thus it came to be that when Midas came riding by in his chariot
all his people began to shout in unison: "Take
off the cap, King Midas, we want to see your ears!" What
a drag! Unable to face this public humiliation, Midas first had
the head of his barber cut off, and then he either drank bull's
blood and thus perished in great pain, or else he hung himself
in shame.
And that was the end of poor, stupid King Midas, the man with
the Golden Touch.
MYTH MAN'S NOTES
Some
sources claim that it was the Satyr Pan who had the temerity to
challenge Apollo to a musical contest, and that Midas was the
only one who judged Pan's pipe playing better than Apollo's
lyre. To punish him for this, Apollo gave King Midas the ears of
an ass.
King
Midas had a son named Anchurus with a woman whose identity is
unknown. One time the earth opened up and a great hole in the
ground was exposed at a place called Celaenae, a city in Caria.
Everyone wondered how to get the abyss to close until an oracle
told Midas that if he should throw his most precious possession
into the abyss, indeed it would close.
Still not having learned his lesson Midas then cast into the
hole a fortune in gold and silver but nothing happened. So his
son Anchurus, correctly reasoning that there is nothing more
precious than a human life, rode on his horse to the edge of the
precipice and plunged into the abyss. The earth closed, taking
with it the life of King Midas' son.
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