I Am Like Isis
This morning, the web site Go Goddess tells me that I am like Isis, the Egyptian Goddess who gave a version of her name to the pre-Christian holiday Easter.
How am I like Isis? Did I marry my brother, who was then murdered and cut by a rival? Did I then reassemble his body, and have sex with it, to have my divine son fathered by a zombie god?
I can’t remember anything like that happening to me, but maybe that’s on account of my heavy drinking.