A 13th sign has thrown the zodiac out of whack

Will your sign change?

Will your sign change?

0
Have your say

Well, I’m raging. I suppose it’s in my nature, really, seeing as I’m a fiery Aries.

I didn’t always know this, of course. Until recently I was stubbornly holding on to the notion that I was a Taurus. Although, now that I think about it, isn’t that a typical Taurean trait?

The world (or the bit of it that gives a toss) was thrown into disarray this week at the revelation by Cosmopolitan magazine that some 86 per cent of us may not be the star sign we think we are, thanks to a pesky 13th sign called Ophiucus that the ancient Babylonians decided to ignore.

Panic ensued, as people wondered whether their personality traits were imagined, their partners were in fact not suited to them, and what to do about that scorpion tattoo on their ankle?

Nasa was quick to distance itself from the matter, pointing out gently that it dealt in astronomy, not astrology, adding: “It’s not a science.”

Regardless of whether Ophiuchus is “back in the game”, as Cosmo put it, how many of us really give a flying asteroid about our star sign? Surely we know it’s all a load of twaddle?

Perhaps not. A 2014 study by the National Science Foundation in the US reported that the number of people who believed astrology was unscientific had declined from 62 per cent in 2010 to 55 per cent in 2012.

Katy Perry, Robert Downey Jr and Shirley MacClaine are among the celebrities who have a fondness for astrology. And horoscopes still take up precious column inches in many newspapers and magazines.

All things mystical

Meanwhile, sales of tarot cards have gone through the roof, as celebrities and mortals alike clamour to have readings done.

It’s no surprise, really – like the alignment of the planets, these things tend to be cyclical, and it’s been a while since all things wiccan have been in fashion. Tarot fans say that it help people reach within themselves for answers, and learn to know their own minds better

A tool for self-analysis

Likewise with astrology, I suppose. We know in our heart of hearts that we cannot share the same personality traits with a 12th of the population (or 13th), depending on when we were born. (What if you were born prematurely? Would that make a difference?) But perhaps it helps us to self-analyse and reflect on our behaviour. And who can resist a glance at the horoscope section to see if an encounter with a tall, dark stranger is on the horizon?

Maybe I should stop being so grumpy about the whole palaver. After all, Mercury has been in retrograde, so I’ve been a bit out of sorts. But that ends today, so it’s about to be heavenly for the next while…