So, quick recap for anyone who hasn’t read the “fairytale” ‘Rumpelstiltskin’.
A talkative miller blurts out for absolutely no reason whatsoever (other than trying to impress people who didn’t even give a shit) that his daughter can spin straw into gold. The King hears this, summons her and gives her some straw to turn to gold by morning, else her father goes to jail. She is left alone in the room with a spool, crying her eyes out, and a small man appears and offers to help turn the straw to gold. In exchange she gives him her necklace. King comes in next morning, he is impressed and then gives her even more straw to turn to gold (douchebag!). Same crying scenario ensues, except this time, daughter has nothing to offer small man. He asks her to promise him her first child, which she agrees to. She somehow marries the douchebag king (probably greedy guy wants gold everyday) and they have a child. As per agreement, small man appears and wants the baby. She pleads and pleads and he budges. He agrees not to take her baby only if she can guess his name. She tries hard but can’t. He gives her 24hrs (I think). All servants and messengers and wise men are tasked with finding out small man’s name. They can’t. However, deep in the woods, some messenger guy overhears small man dancing around a fire in the bushes singing “the queen will never guess my name is Rumpelstiltskin”. He tells the queen this name, who then guesses the name correctly. This (naturally) angers Sir Rumpelstiltskin who vexes and stomps, injures himself and disappears forever.
Phew!
Even as a child, I always wondered what the point of this particular story was. I mean, with other fairytales, you could tell the (rehashed and over flogged) lessons, but this made no sense. In fact, I always wondered (and still do) why it was a good thing that Sir Rumps didn’t get the kid. After all she did promise (admittedly under duress).
Unpopular opinion? I think the King and her father (the miller) were the main douchebags in the story. I mean, what possessed her father to spew the rubbish he did? What sort of mean king was that? Then again, babes decided to marry him…..
What were the lessons then?
I know it is not to shut your mouth or not tell lies, cos the person who did this got away with it.
I know it is not “how not to be a horrible, mean King”, cos he precisely that and it had the desired outcome.
I know it is not “be nice to girls”, cos mean king still got the girl (though not the gold churning factory he thought he was getting).
I know it most certainly is not “be helpful, be nice and kind” cos we see how everyone’ll try to F you over.
It appears the lessons are:
Talk big. You just might become the King’s in-law.
Don’t help a damsel in distress. Just face your front.
Keep your secrets to yourself, even when you (think you) are alone.
Just seems like those who try to game the system or aren’t nice are the ones who keep getting the better end.
Anyhoo, I wonder whatever became of the Queen when
the King handed her bales of straw to turn into gold on their 3rd anniversary. 😂