Man, girls are so complicated. Well I mean, people are complicated, but girls are specifically *taught* to be complicated, especially when we interact with dudes. There's this whole song and dance we're taught to do about not communicating our negative emotions, but also bottling them up to the point where they explode, but only when someone else notices that we're having them first because somehow that's how we know they care and... Urgh. Not gonna lie, I don't really get any of this stuff, but from what I've seen, it's pretty crazy. Now this whole bizarre courtship ritual can get pretty disheartening, which has led to a long-standing fantasy in human society of just.. making your ideal boy- or girlfriend. No muss, no fuss, no misinterpreted sidelong glances and awkward coffee dates, just call on the magic of science or divine intervention and craft yourself the perfect partner. And this is everywhere-- you watch TV as a kid, you remember this episode. Now this is an idea that recurs very easily; all it takes is one tragic breakup and BOOM, suddenly you're sketching blueprints for your black belt ninja super-girlfriend. But there's one story that's kind of the Ur-Example behind all the Build-A-Girlfriend tropes and although it's been adapted for modern audiences and reexamined in a million different ways, sometimes it's best to stick with the classics-- this is the myth of Pygmalion and Galatea. So Pygmalion's a famous ivory sculptor known for both his skill and his unconventional taste in women, namely that he doesn't have one. You might be confused as to why this was a controversial subject in ancient Greece of all places, but it's not so much that Pygmalion doesn't like women, he just doesn't like women who do things like... Talk. And have sex. I don't know how to tell you this buddy, but we do have a word for that now. Several words, actually. Well regardless of his thoughts on women,
Pygmalion still has a great appreciation for beauty and deciding that no woman alive could possibly meet his standards, Pygmalion does what he does best
and makes one. Now, this statue is beautiful, but more than beautiful, she's also Pygmalion's literal perfect woman: gorgeous, quiet, flawless, nonjudgmental... ...incapable of speech... ...not breathing.....? Sorry Pygmalion, there's no way to spin this that makes you look good. So Pygmalion falls in love with his statue and,
much like the archetypal basement dweller, dresses his waifu up in fancy clothing, goes on dates with her, tells her all his problems and gives her a name, Galatea,
meaning "white as milk." But of course Pygmalion isn't truly happy,
as even though he loves Galatea, since she's, you know, not real,
she can't love him back. Now normally this doesn't seem to be a problem for the waifu community, but hey, guess the dude's a romantic. Anyway, the festival of Aphrodite rolls around and in-between all the pleas for beauty and true love and all that jazz, Pygmalion begs the goddess to bring his waifu to laifu. Err, sorry,
LIFE. Bring her to life. Aphrodite, always a sucker for a pretty face, deems Galatea fine enough to warrant her efforts and grants Pygmalion's wish, making Galatea into a real woman. So now she can do things like... Talk. And have sex. You kids have fun.
I mean, Hera truly is the ultimate Yandere.
I just started watching these guys a couple of days ago. Weird. Their videos covering Journey to the West are pretty funny
The Trojan's started the first Waifu War.
only thing I have to say is that literally everyone is told to bottle their negative emotions.
love this channel.
Well that's why it's called the cradle of civilization
What about medea?Shes so angry she cant get the dick she kills her kids
Yes, only girls are taught this