Dude, I understand that you've got to talk like that; you're a politician. But you're the leader of the free world; you don't have to eat that stuff, at least for another three years. I'm just going to say it: the "steak" in a Philly Cheese Steak is nasty. And cheese whiz is even nastier.
I'm a woman, a Witch, a mother, a grandmother, an eco-feminist, a gardener, a reader, a writer, and a priestess of the Great Mother Earth. Hecate appears in the
Homeric Ode to Demeter, which tells of Hades who caught Persophone
"up reluctant on his golden car and bare her away lamenting. . . . But no one, either of the deathless gods or of mortal men, heard her voice, nor yet the olive-trees bearing rich fruit: only tenderhearted Hecate, bright-coiffed, the daughter of Persaeus, heard the girl from her cave . . . ."