"Stop, old man!"
Eurymachus, Polybus’ son, rose up to take him on.
"Go home and babble your omens to your children –
save them from some catastrophe coming soon.
I’m a better hand than you at reading portents.
Flocks of birds go fluttering under the sun’s rays,
not all are fraught with meaning."
– Homer
The Odyssey, Book 2, lines 198-204. The suitor Eurymachus rubbishes Halitherses’ prophecies and his ability to interpret omens and read bird signs. Eurymachus is disrespectful to the elderly prophet.