Beowulf is not my favorite

My, how far behind am I? It feels like a lifetime since I have even thought of Beowulf. Well, I have my blog up and running, so let's talk about Beowulf, the man, the myth, the...hero? Maybe, but I don't like him or respect him all that much. I couldn't help but think of Beowulf as a little cocky. Yes, his strength is astounding and his heroic feats are impressive, but the way he presents himself makes me hate him, and I could never come around to Beowulf as a character. I also hated the fact that Beowulf had to fight with his hands. It was so frustrating that weapons would do him no good, and only his strength would prevail. As if his head was not big enough already, he has to have the knowledge that he is stronger and better than all weapons he may come to face. Come on. I hate it. I wish he could be a little more human and a little less god-like. I think it just frustrates me because he reminds me of every popular, arrogant, conceded person I have ever met. They think they are invincible and above all others, as if they are more important and valuable because of their strength or skill in certain areas. Beowulf is exactly the same. He thinks he is above all others because of his strength and believes he is invincible and the guess what....BAM! he is killed by a dragon. Well look at that. Now his people have no leader, and he is no longer the invincible epitome of strength. Well, good. That is what you get for a lifetime of arrogance. I feel like I may have just vented a little. I'm sorry. That has been resting with me for a while. Beowulf is just not my favorite.