- H. L. Mencken
Where is the graveyard of dead gods? What
lingering mourner waters their mounds? There was a time when Jupiter was the king of the gods, and
any man who doubted his puissance was ipso facto a barbarian and an ignoramus. But where in all the world is there a man who worships Jupiter
today? And who of Huitzilopochtli? In one year - and it is no more than
five hundred years ago - 50,000 youths and maidens were slain in sacrifice to
him. Today, if he is remembered at all, it is only by some vagrant savage
in the depths of the Mexican forest. Huitzilopochtli, like many other gods,
had no human father; his mother was a virtuous widow; he was born of an
apparently innocent flirtation that she carried out with the sun. When he frowned, his father, the sun, stood still. When he roared with rage,
earthquakes engulfed whole cities. When he thirsted he was watered with 10,000 gallons of human blood. But today Huitzilopochtli is as
magnificently forgotten as Allen G. Thurman. Once the peer of Allah, Buddha
and Wotan, he is now the peer of Richmond P. Hobson, Alton B. Parker,
Adelina Patti, General Weyler and Tom Sharkey.
Speaking
of Huitzilopochtli recalls his brother Tezcatilpoca.
Tezcatilpoca was almost as powerful; he consumed 25,000 virgins a year.
Lead me to his tomb: I would weep, and hang a couronne des perles. But who
knows where it is? Or where the grave of Quetzalcoatl is? Or Xiehtecuthli?
Or Centeotl, that sweet one? Or Tlazolteotl, the goddess of love? Of
Mictlan? Or Xipe? Or all the host of Tzitzimitles? Where are their bones?
Where is the willow on which they hung their harps? In what forlorn and
unheard-of Hell do they await their resurrection morn? Who enjoys their
residuary estates? Or that of Dis, whom Caesar found to be the chief god
of
the Celts? Of that of Tarves, the bull? Or that of Moccos, the pig? Or
that
of Epona, the mare? Or that of Mullo, the celestial jackass? There was a
time when the Irish revered all these gods, but today even the drunkest
Irishman laughs at them.
But they have company in oblivion: the Hell of
dead gods is as crowded
as the Presbyterian Hell for babies. Damona is there, and Esus, and
Drunemeton, and Silvana, and Dervones, and Adsalluta, and Deva, and
Belisima, and Uxellimus, and Borvo, and Grannos, and Mogons. All mighty
gods in their day, worshipped by millions, full of demands and impositions, able
to bind and loose - all gods of the first class. Men labored for generations
to build vast temples to them - temples with stones as large as hay-wagons.
The business of interpreting their whims occupied thousands of priests,
bishops, archbishops. To doubt them was to die, usually at the stake.
Armies took to the field to defend them against infidels; villages were burned,
women and children butchered, cattle were driven off. Yet in the end they
all withered and died, and today there is none so poor to do them reverence.
What has become of Sutekh, once the high god of
the whole Nile Valley?
What has become of:
Resheph
Baal
Anath
Astarte
Ashtoreth
Hadad
Nebo
Dagon
Melek
Yau
Ahijah
Amon-Re
Isis
Osiris
Ptah
Molech?
All there were gods of the highest
eminence. Many of them are mentioned
with fear and trembling in the Old Testament. They ranked, five or six thousand
years ago, with Yahweh Himself; the worst of them stood far higher than
Thor. Yet they have all gone down the chute, and with them the following:
Arianrod
Nuada Argetlam
Morrigu
Tagd
Govannon
Goibniu
Gunfled
Odin
Dagda
Ogma
Ogryvan
Marzin
Dea Dia
Mara
Iuno Lucina
Diana of Ephesus
Saturn
Robigus
Furrina
Pluto
Cronos
Vesta
Engurra
Zer-panitu
Belus
Merodach
Ubilulu
Elum
U-dimmer-an-kia
Marduk
U-sab-sib
Nin
U-Mersi
Persephone
Tammuz
Istar
Venus
Lagas
Beltis
Nirig
Nusku
En-Mersi
Aa
Assur
Sin
Beltu
Apsu
Kuski-banda
Elali
Nin-azu
Mami
Qarradu
Zaraqu
Ueras
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Ask the rector to lend you any good book on comparative
religion; you will
find them all listed. They were gods of the highest dignity - gods of civilized
peoples - worshipped and believed in by millions. All were omnipotent, omniscient
and immortal.
And all are dead.
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