Orson Welles, in his film Mr. Arkadyn, proposes a toast not without first referring to a fable attributed to Aesop and that tells the story of a scorpion who wants to cross the river. For this, the Scorpion asks for help from a frog.
"No," said the Frog, "No, thank you." If I let you climb on me, you might sting me and the sting of a scorpion is deadly.
"Where," said the Scorpion, "is the logic of that?" Scorpions always try to be logical. If I pick you up, you die and I'll drown.
The frog was convinced and allowed the scorpion to climb over it. But, in the middle of the river, the frog felt a terrible prick and realized that the scorpion had bitten it in spite of everything.
— Logic! He shouted the frog as it sank, seeing that the scorpion was also sinking. This has no logic!
"I know," replied the Scorpion, "but it is my nature."
What we have to say Gregory Arkady is that the character of the Scorpion is manifest in its nature and, therefore, can not get rid of it when it comes to stick its stinger on the back of the frog. Scientifically, the Scorpion performs its sting by depositing poison of neurotoxic effect through its stinger, located at the end of the beads of a tail that is the closest thing to the thorn of a rose.
To continue with scorpions and fables, there is another very common legend, which introduces us to the Scorpion as an animal with suicidal instincts. On numerous occasions, we have heard that if a scorpion is surrounded by a circle of fire, the Scorpion ends up stickinging The Stinger himself, in an act of dignity. But nothing farther. The truth is another, because, scorpions being unable to regulate their body temperature, are dehydrated near the fire and begin to show convulsions, arching to death. Therefore, it seems that the Stinger is stuck to itself, turning its suicide into an urban legend, because the sting cannot traverse the armor of its own skeleton and, if so, the scorpion would be immune to its own venom.
In the book of biologist Gerald Durrell titled My Family and other Animals (Alliance), we are presented to an old pastor from Corfu, who tells our protagonist the story of a boy, Pastor also, who went to party to a faraway people. On the way back, intoxicated, the boy lay down to sleep leaning to a clearing among the arrayanes but, with such bad luck, a scorpion appeared and stung him in an ear. According to the Old Shepherd, the boy fell dead with his head inflated "as if he had pregnant brains."
As the old pastor tells us in this autobiographical book by Gerald Durrell, the scorpion sting can be deadly to the human being. The potency of its venom has led to popular wisdom to seek remedies against its sting. As Durrell tells us, the same old Shepherd has a vial full of olive oil, where, suspended by the density of the liquid, a small scorpion is seen with the tail curved on his body. The scorpion's corpse is surrounded by a mist that is nothing other than its own venom. According to the old Shepherd to Gerald Durrell, a scorpion macerated in olive oil serves as an antidote to the sting of another scorpion. The liquid is rubbed in the place where it has stung and "it hurts no more than a thorn prick."
For the same reason, the old field men hung from the trees jars with scorpions macerated in olive oil, not only to use them against the sting of the Scorpion, but also against that of the bees. Scorpion venom, as well as serving to cure stings, has been used as a remedy in the ancient Pharmacopoeia to combat discomfort in the urinary tract when eliminating the nitrogenous wastes of metabolism.
Without going any further, in the fifth edition of the Spanish Pharmacopoeia, published by the National Printing press, in Madrid, in 1865, the pharmaceutical preparation of the "Scorpion Oil" was produced, whose recipe was to macerate the Scorpions in oil, to which a little water was added; Then the mixture was heated to the fire in order to evaporate the humidity and it was passed by a canvas to filter it. In this way, the result served to alleviate the problems of the urinary tract. Having said all this, let's now drink to the fabulous nature of the scorpion.