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122 pages, Paperback
First published January 1, 1981
Although it’s been a very long time since anyone had heard from me or even about me, I understand that my name and story are currently a hot topic, due to a certain group of overconcerned busybodies intent on making me a symbolic victim of an old pervert’s lust; and contrarily, by others saying the perversion is fine, and neither I nor my human rights have been violated.
So, to clear up these conflicting charges, I’ve decided to spend some time during my break here up on Olympus to tell you what really happened some four thousand years ago—and not so incidentally, to give the current crop of good-looking young guys what I hope are a few hints as to how to get themselves a sugar daddy who really counts, rather than settling for whomever comes along.
My own main man, Zeus, or Jupiter, or whatever you want to call him, is sleeping, as he and most of the other folks up here have been doing since you people stopped offering sacrifices and asking for our intercession in various affairs. A sort of extended hibernation, you may call it, with restless me awakening every few centuries to make sure no one needs a drink—that, after all, being my main job as an immortal, in case you forgot.