Odysseus. That idiot blinded my dear, dear son, the Cyclops. I am not at all content with his existence. He was trapped at Ogygia, with Calypso. I expected him to stay there for eternity. But no, Athena grew too fond of him. I should have seen this coming. The other gods housed an assembly, which I was evidently not invited to. During this meeting they decided send someone to free Odysseus from the nymph’s island. How could they determine such a great decision without my say? My extreme anger caused me to cast a storm at Odysseus boat, and he got swept back to Pheacia. He is off his route, which is good.