The horrible story of "patient
Griselda" is rather off-putting, isn't it. But I like to think that any REAL
Griselda, raised in the light of modern-day culture, would kick some serious butt instead of suffering sweetly. Of course, if a family named their child
Griselda because they wanted her to emulate the happily long-suffering
Griselda of literature, that would be really distasteful.
Same thing with
Enid, that's another terrible literary namesake in terms of being a doormat. Her husband
Geraint thinks she's cheating on him, so he forces her to accompany him on a long and dangerous journey and yet forbids her to speak to him at all, but the faithful
Enid disobeys her husband's orders to warn him of danger several times, and in the end he finally beleives that she loves him. I get such a pathetic image from the name
Enid because of that story... like a beaten dog.