Loki


Having mentioned Loki over a couple of articles, I thought it best to research a little about him, my knowledge of Norse mythology being abut as good as my grasp of quantum physics.

Interestingly, Loki was the father of Hel (a Goddess of the underworld who judges the dead), Jörmungandr (the world serpent who grew so big he was able to swallow his tail (a symbol of immortality?) and Fenrisúlfr (a wolf).  According to mythology, at the end of the world, Thor will fight Jörmungandr, eventually succeeding but in the process, lose his life, poisoned by the snake’s venom.

Fenrisúlfr is due to kill Odin at Ragnarök, where he will also lose his life.

This got me thinking about the symbolism of deity.  Most mainstream religions have some idea of fate as part of their makeup, whether its the Christian God’s omnipotence and awareness of everything past and present, the Buddhist concept of karma and the wheel, some Muslim beliefs which declare that we are all born Muslim and converts are simply returning to their natural state, the three Ancient Greek Fates (Moirae) who weave the ever-changing shape of our lives.  However, fate is seen as an ever-changing future, which we can affect by our actions.

However, the Norse mythology is not just a past, but a past, present and future in which the fate of the world is already decided.  I don’t know enough about it to know whether this translates to the personal fates of individuals, but this has definitely intrigued me enough to read more later on.  At least for now, I can see where the link might be.

This month, I will be attempting once again to bring to the attention of the authorities a dog fighting ring – despite all the press about dog fighting and badly-treated dogs attacking children, there is still no co-ordinated focus on bring these bastards to justice.  Normally linked to gang crime, drugs and weapons, our local dog wardens are understandably relunctant to investigate; the police are too tied up in red tape and the people who have the misfortune to live near households who perpetuate this cruelty are too scared to make a big stink about it.

I know of one case of a woman who bought a “banned” breed, allowed it to get pregnant and then let it suffer in protracted labour for two days because she knew a vet was likely to spot that it was a banned breed and take action against her.  She was eventually persuaded to do something about it.  In another case last week in London, a group of boys were seen throwing a dog off a tower block.  The dog, which had already been injured in a fight, died as it hit the ground.  Yet another dog was found this week, tied to a fence, dead from starvation.  The vet who performed the post-mortem said it had been there for around two weeks and all it had in its stomach was the gravel and wood chippings it had eaten in its desperation.

There is a tide of cruelty rising across this lovely land, fueled by greed and money and status and we have been once again caught unawares, unable to effect the most basic investigation which would stop a group of unmentionable excrement from breeding, selling, fighting, torturing and killing the animal known as man’s best friend and it sickens me.  I hope Loki introduces them to Hel.

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About titflasher

Writer, blogger, animal activist, people activist, dream-catcher maker, mommy to 9 cats and a roving band of foxes ... Blog name comes from my father's suggestion for the title of my autobiography ... after my mother's and my awful habit of flashing whenever the security police took our photo in the dark old days of apartheid South Africa. I love nature, including creepy crawlies and people, find life fascinating and frustrating and have two terrible weaknesses - nictotine and animals in distress ... can't abide the latter situation and can't give up the former. I'm Pagan but not anti-Christian, funny but quite serious, light-hearted but can be annoying. I am warm-hearted until someone p*sses on me too much, then I get soggy and even. Feel free to link me but all the words on these pages is copyrighted, so copy it and take the credit and I will find you and slap you upside the head, hard. The blog is probably best read via category as there is loads on here already, and I just got started :-)
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