By most accounts, Circe was the daughter of Helios, the god of the sun and the daughter of Hecate. Circe transformed her enemies, or those who offended her, into animals through the use of magical potions. She was known for her knowledge of drugs and herbs. In later tales Circe turned Picus into a woodpecker for refusing her love.
Medical historians have speculated that the transformation to pigs was not intended literally but refers to anticholinergic intoxication. Symptoms include amnesia, hallucinations, and delusions. The description of “moly” fits the snowdrop, a flower of the region that contains galantamine, which is an anticholinesterase and can therefore counteract anticholinergics.
I lifted this from the Porkopolis site. Very amusing, very strange site.
“To maintain this site I essentially do the work of the swineherds of old who passed their days looking after a bunch of free–foraging pigs.
Although I occasionally fend off a wolf or python, rescue a pig from some esoteric indulgence or wipe some lipstick off a few errant sows, this is casual work and allows a lot of leisure time to dream, read and think.
Perhaps that is why swineherds in European mythologies were known to be inspired people. They had the time to pursue philosophical recreations.
Ancient swineherds had visions, they did odd and interesting things outside the office, they tended to become poets or visionaries, they married princesses and encountered deities on the pig paths.
And though I did marry a beautiful princess, I can not yet lay claim to any tremendously inspired visions or creations myself, except for this space — Porkopolis.org.
That being said, this blog contains some of the thoughts and insights that have occurred to me while swine herding… So far I have met no deities.
Daniel E. Schultz"