well, hootananny

I can't make head nor tail of this. at least it's warming up in here. now, in order to prevent the near-inevitable collapse of society, there needs to be a bit of structure here. okay. it's friday, which, as any self-respecting trivia fascist will tell you is named in honour of the goddess Freya. this is the beginning of a thought process, so bear with me. Right.

The bible (however that ended up being written) invents the whole seven-day week thing. not sure why, haven't read up on it. and in hebrew, the days were merely numbered. even the hebrew word 'Shabbat' from which we derive Sabbath, is nothing more than the word for "seven". which means that according to that tradition, light came into being on a Sunday morning. But that's even more tangential than where I was going. So, the idea of a seven-day week does not (apparently) track some astronomical phenomenon, nor is it by any means the standard number. i think the Aztecs had a ten day week, not sure how much of that was weekend though.

And we live out our lives according to this strange biblical numbering process, but we've populated the days with four Norse gods, one Roman god and two astronomical objects. The moon, the sun, can't remember who Tuesday is named after, Woden, Thor, Freya and (why the hell is this even here?) Saturn. Which I think says an awful lot about our culture. I don't know what it says, but something probably significant.

The French, now the french have the moon (lundi), the roman god of war (mardi) not sure what mercredi means, jeudi is I think something to do with youth, friday might be for selling things, saturday... no idea, and Sunday... I've kind of lost the thread here.

Um, the Spanish? the same thing with monday and tuesday, and then they actually call Saturday sabado, from the Hebrew root for seventh, even though we usually start counting days on a Monday.

I should read about this, it's all coming out as nonsense. However, there is something very strange that just happened. The coffee did its usual bowel-loosening trick, and in the toilet is a book on dream theory that fell open at the metaphor chapter. the introduction to the chapter mentions that the word trivia is itself a metaphor, and a very curious one.

A trivium is the meeting point of three roads, and in some way there is a thought process attendant to this 'T' or 'Y' junction which suggests that it is immaterial which road one takes, either because the journey is pointless in the first place, or more tellingly because the journey itself is the point, and route is immaterial.

Anyway...