What a tragic tale, Oedipus is... (Ha! I used an inversion!) but what a classic masterpiece by the ever-so- talented Sophocles. No, seriously, I mean... how crappy is it to find out that your real parents (Lauis and Jocasta) stuck a pin (Eeeouch!!!) through your ankles (Oedipus in Greek means "swollen feet"...FYI...) and left you on some dusty and humid mountain to die of exposure because of an inevitable prophesy, to be found by a shepard who just happened to be passing along, who took pity on you, gave you to another shepard who passed you onto the loving king and queen of Corinth (King Polybus and Queen Merope) who couldn't have children of their own, who love you and protect you until, one day, you go into a bar, have a couple of drinks in you, hear some a-hole talk crap about how you're parents aren't your real parents, and you say that's a lie (But in your heart you know that it's ALL true), you go to some Oracle in some mountains somewhere and they tell you the same exact thing that a-hole told you at that bar in Corinth, so, to prove them wrong and to NOT fulfill that stupid ol' prophesy, you take a little trip to Thebes (Escaping your own destiny), meet this jerk on a chariot (You're real father) who demands that you get out of his way because he’s more important that you, you go ape-sh**t and massacre everyone there, leaving the scene with the criminal record for manslaughter, go to Thebes, defeat the Sphinx's riddle, marry the widow (YOUR OWN MA!), and ... to make a long, transitional setence short... slay your father, did it with your mom, had two daughters (Your sisters that YOU MADE) with her, mother commits suicide by hanging herself, and you stab you're own EYE SOCKETS with the pins from your mommy's dress (I would do the same!!!), and finally tell Creon (You're brother-in-law/uncle) to send you far, far away.
"So *pause* ya killed your father out rage and did "it" with your mother, eh? GET OVER
YOURSELF!!! HaHaHaHaHaaaaa!!! Just kiddin... but seriously... GROW A PAIR"
Oedipus was doomed from the first day he breathed his first gush of air. He tried to run away from the prophesy, but in fact, fulfilled it. It's kinda of like 12 Monkeys (Excellent movie) where Bruce Willis tries to go back in time to stop the virus only to cause it. Life sucks, then you die... or you strike your corenas with power so that they gush gallons and gallons of blood.
"Oedipus's gots the blues"
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