So essentially, our story starts when Jason is sent on the quest for the Golden Fleece in order to earn his birth-right; he gets together a team of heroes (I feel like they should have some name like the Band of Unlikely Heroes) and they go on their hunt for their fleece. They go through obstacles including but not limited to killing a sleepless dragon in order to yoke several bulls, navigate their ship through a highly dangerous, rocky portion of the sea, and fighting warriors. He is overall successful in his endeavors and ends up meeting a girl (of course), Medea; they marry and live a happy life for a little while before her beauty begins to fade and Jason realizes that's what he really liked about her. Which, you know, is totally not shallow at all and doesn't completely tick me off. But I digress. He starts to notice another girl, and Medea, naturally, becomes jealous. She has a bit of an overreaction, though, and goes about killing people. Poor life choices, kids. Don't kill people, especially not your own children, just because you're jealous.
So. Love and revenge. This is so often a topic in YA lit that I feel like I should be able to spout off a bunch about some characters I really love; for the moment, however, I'm kinda stuck. I do think it's interesting to note, though, that love is considered one of the purest things, and yet it leads to so many not-at-all-pure things like revenge and war (think Helen of Troy). How is it that the one thing that inspires so many people every single day is one of the only things powerful enough to spread hate? It's fascinating to me, albeit in a bit of a morbid way. Love as it relates to revenge is particularly interesting--to what lengths will people go for love? Such a big question. Food for thought.
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