“If you were stranded on a deserted island..?”
“Pizza.”
“One TV show?”
“Glee.”
“One book?”
“Robinson Crusoe.”
“One best friend?”
A Cyclops is a mythical one-eyed giant. In Homer’s epic, the cyclops Polyphemus traps Odysseus and his men in a cave after they land on the Island of Cyclopses. Polyphemus begins to smash and eat Odysseus’ men. Odysseus tells Polyphemus that “my name is Nobody” before getting him drunk and poking out his eye with a flaming stake. When Odysseus and his remaining men escape from the cave by attaching themselves to the underside of Polyphemus’ sheep, Polyphemus shouts to his fellow cyclopses that nobody hurt him. The other cyclopses ignore his outburst and Odysseus and his men escape.
What captured my attention in this story was not so much the blood and gore and trickery. Rather, I was intrigued by the idea of what it means to be a one-eyed person. I recall the expression, “In the land of the blind, the man with one eye is king.” While that may be true, one eye literally results in a more restricted view. That island along with his fellow cyclopses represents Polyphemus’ full range, whether one-eyed or blind. The cyclopses harm outsiders who are not part of their “tribe.” That is, they live in a closed world populated solely by those who are similar in nature to them. They are xenophobic to the point of devouring all traces of any foreigners.
As social animals, we form alliances both for survival and to combat the sense of isolation that burdens each of us with fear of being alone in the world, in the universe, and within our own minds. And by striking out Polyphemus’ one eye, the early Greeks were offering a cautionary tale about the importance of social connections between family, friends, and – most importantly – strangers.
