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🚨 Christopher Nolan’s The Odyssey is breaking AMC ticket records with massive demand — proof audiences still crave big-screen epics. But let’s talk about the “woke agenda” part: Nolan cast Lupita Nyong’o as Helen of Troy — the woman whose beauty “launched a thousand ships” in Homer’s epic. Helen...

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“In the modern world, man becomes a slave to the feminine principle, seduced by images and illusions created by emotion and fantasy—decadent forms of eros.” —Julius Evola, Metaphysics of Sex The modern cult of equality has fixed its gaze upon the sexes. What had once been regarded as the polarity of man and woman, grounded in nature and consecrated by tradition, has been lowered to a counterfeit of sameness. Evola returned often to this inversion, discerning in it the same anti-hierarchical impulse that has disfigured every other sphere of life, and which, under the guise of liberation, has stripped both sexes of the dignity proper to their stations. What the age heralds as emancipation he judged to be a degradation, for feminism does not raise woman to her station but strips her of it, compelling her to abandon her essence in order to imitate man, while man himself, bereft of his higher path, sinks into a condition at once impoverished and grotesque. For Evola, culture was the victory of form over chaos, the conquest of the shapeless by order and measure. The city and the empire arose from the recognition of limits, of distinctions, of the rightful ranking of beings. Man attained his true stature as warrior and ascetic; woman realized her dignity as lover and mother. These types were not adversaries but counterparts, separate yet joined, each consecrated to the same principle of transcendence, each charged with its own path of heroism. In the sharpening of these forms, in the intensification of the masculine and the feminine, Europe attained its strength, and love retained its ancient dignity as a force at once generative and cosmic. There is also a beauty in the truth of form, for what is bound to nature and consecrated by tradition does not merely endure but shines. When the polarity of man and woman is clarified, when each fulfills the path proper to its essence, the result is not only strength but radiance. Beauty arises when limit is embraced, when form gives shape to matter, when order compels chaos into harmony. To behold such clarity is to glimpse truth itself, for truth and beauty are of one lineage, both testifying to the higher law that governs being. The modern age has broken this harmony. Bolshevism in the East proclaimed the equality of the sexes in the name of the collective. America in the West proclaimed the same in the name of emancipation. Beneath the opposing banners the result was alike: in one case, a promiscuous communality in which difference was dissolved, in the other, the masculinized woman of the factories and the salons. The poles collapsed, the bond was neutralized, eros was reduced to sterile companionship or the fleeting diversions of appetite. Evola named this impulse a radical pessimism, for beneath the assertion of equality lies the confession that woman, as woman, has no worth. She is compelled to take on the guise of man in order to claim value, and in so doing she forfeits the possibility of fulfillment. Man, in turn, is brutalized into a creature of appetite and utility, stripped of the higher forms once embodied in the ascetic and the warrior. Love itself, which depends upon polarity as fire depends upon the tension of elements, is extinguished, and with it the very possibility of renewal. What rises in its place is the gray world of neuter beings, uniform and without grandeur. Woman no longer appears as lover or as mother, but is driven into labor, into agitation, into pale imitations of intellectual life. Man no longer ascends as ascetic or warrior, but sinks into the tradesman, the showman, the brute. Thus the order of life is betrayed in its most intimate relation, and what once gave depth and height to being is consumed in the twilight of sameness. To revolt against this perversion is not to diminish woman but to restore her to her dignity. It is to affirm that difference and hierarchy are the ground of order, that polarity is the essence of love, that the higher destiny of mankind rests upon the distinction of the sexes. In defending this truth one does not merely preserve a passing custom, but upholds the principle of form itself. For in the bond of man and woman is mirrored the eternal strife of order with chaos, and in that strife the fate of the world is decided.

Chad Crowley

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Christopher Nolan’s Odyssey is not just ridiculous because it’s woke, it falls flat even from an artistic, cinematographic perspective. Watching Ellen Page try to depict an ancient Greek soldier running through the desert, is as visually absurd as watching an elderly Robert De Niro in Martin Scorsese’s The Irishman, playing a young Frank Sheeran. Ellen Page as a male Greek soldier, carries the same level of absurdity as watching the Grocery kicking scene in The Irishman, where Robert De Niro is supposed to be depicting a male in in his 30’s, while he’s visibly and mechanically in his late 70’s. Every kick stiff and old, the same way “Elliot” flops through the desert like an adolescent child. Every time we have to call Ellen, Elliot, every time we’re supposed to pretend Lupita Nyong'o represents Helen of Troy, and every time we’re supposed to pretend The Odyssey looks like ancient Greece, it hits home with the same level of absurdity as watching Joe Pesci say “What’s the matter, kid?” to a 76 year old Robert De Niro. In both instances, there is a common theme. The theme is selfishness and self-centeredness. Sure Robert De Niro could have given a portion of his role to a young up and coming actor, and sure Christopher Nolan could have used this film to promote some talented Greek actors, but that would be too rational, too audience-focused. Who care what the audience wants? Who cares how absurd this is visually, and conceptually, it’s what we want — and we’ll force feed it to you! We live in the world of “truths”, where everyone’s “truth” is more important than the actual truth.

ThePatrioticDog

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Madain Saleh, also known as Al-Hijr, is a pre-Islamic archaeological site located in the northwest of Saudi Arabia. It is one of the most important archaeological sites in the Middle East and was designated as a UNESCO World Heritage site in 2008. Madain Saleh is a place of great historical and cultural significance, and it is a must-visit destination for anyone interested in the history and culture of the Arabian Peninsula. Madain Saleh was the second city of the Nabataean kingdom, which was established in 2nd Century BC. The Nabataeans were an Arab tribe who were known for their expertise in carving tombs and buildings out of rock. They were also skilled in agriculture, trade, and commerce. The Nabataean kingdom was centered in Petra, which is located in modern-day Jordan. Madain Saleh served as a strategic outpost for Nabataeans, and it was an important stop on the trade routes that connected the Arabian Peninsula with the Mediterranean world. Archaeological site of Madain Saleh covers an area of 13 square kilometers. It is located in a remote desert region, and it is surrounded by rocky mountains and valleys. The site contains around 130 tombs, which were carved out of the sandstone cliffs. The tombs are adorned with intricate carvings and inscriptions, which provide insights into the culture and religion of the Nabataeans. The most famous tomb at Madain Saleh is the Qasr Al-Farid, which means "the lonely castle." This tomb is located on a hilltop and is surrounded by a large courtyard. It is the largest tomb at the site, and it is considered to be one of the finest examples of Nabataean architecture. The tomb was never completed, and it is believed that it was abandoned after the death of the Nabataean king who commissioned it. Another important tomb at Madain Saleh is the Tomb of Lihyan son of Kuza. This tomb is located in the southern part of the site and is carved into a rock cliff. It features a large entrance hall, a central chamber, and a series of smaller rooms. The tomb is decorated with intricate carvings and inscriptions, which provide insights into the religious beliefs of Nabataeans. Madain Saleh is not just a site of tombs; it also contains a number of other important structures. These include the Al-Khuraymat and Al-Sabika temples, which were used for religious ceremonies and rituals. The site also contains a number of houses, wells, and cisterns, which provide insights into the daily lives of the Nabataeans. Madain Saleh was abandoned in the 3rd Century AD, after decline of the Nabataean kingdom. The site was rediscovered in the 19th Century by the Swiss traveler Johann Ludwig Burckhardt. Since then, it has been studied by archaeologists from all over the world. The site is now managed by the Saudi Commission for Tourism and National Heritage, which has carried out extensive restoration and preservation work. Madain Saleh is not just a site of historical and cultural significance; it is also a place of great natural beauty. The site is surrounded by rugged mountains and valleys, and it is home to a diverse range of flora and fauna. Visitors to the site can enjoy hiking and camping, as well as exploring the ancient ruins. Madain Saleh is a site of great historical and cultural significance, and it is a must-visit destination for anyone interested in the history and culture of the Arabian Peninsula. Ancient ruins at Madain Saleh provide a glimpse into the engineering and architectural skills of the Nabataeans, as well as their religious beliefs and cultural practices. However, as the site becomes an increasingly popular tourist destination, there are concerns about its preservation and the impact of tourism on the local environment. It is important that the Saudi government and local communities work together to ensure that the site is protected and that tourism is managed in a sustainable way. 🎥© Paris Verra #archaeohistories

Archaeo - Histories

196,549 次观看 • 2 年前

This is a statue of the only man in Troy who saw the trap. He tried to warn everyone, and this is what the gods did to him because of it... His name was Laocoön, a Trojan priest. When the Greek army vanished and left a giant wooden horse outside the city gates, all of Troy celebrated. Only Laocoön refused to believe it. He warned his people the horse was a trick and, to prove it was hollow, hurled his spear into its side. In Virgil's telling, he spoke a line that has outlasted almost everything else about Troy: "I fear the Greeks, even when they bring gifts." He was right. The horse was packed with soldiers, and Troy was hours from destruction. This sculpture shows what he got for it. Two enormous sea serpents rise out of the sea and coil around him and his young sons, dragging all three down together. The father's whole body is knotted in the struggle, every muscle straining, his face locked in a scream. The gods wanted Troy to fall, and Laocoön was in the way. The Trojans watched him die in agony and drew exactly the wrong conclusion: they decided the gods were punishing him for attacking a holy gift. So they pulled the horse inside their own walls, and that night, Troy burned... The statue is called Laocoön and His Sons. It is the work of three Greek sculptors from the island of Rhodes, Agesander, Athenodoros, and Polydorus, and dates to the Hellenistic period, making it well over two thousand years old. Buried for more than a thousand years, it was dug out of a Roman vineyard in 1506, and Michelangelo rushed across Rome to see it the day it was found. It has been called the single greatest depiction of human suffering in the history of art, but it endures because of what it is really about: the man who sees the truth, says it out loud, and is destroyed for being right while the crowd watches... It is one of the oldest patterns there is, and it has never stopped repeating. There is nothing new under the sun.

James Lucas

494,608 次观看 • 11 天前

Apparently, I saw this video online and I decided to share. What this worker is applying is called bitumen, or what many of us know as bituminous coating. Most people think a wall is a solid, impenetrable block, but in reality, it is more like a sponge. Concrete and blocks have microscopic pores that pull water from the earth through a process we call capillary action. This thick black substance is the shield that stops that water from climbing up into the house. It is not about making the wall look good because this part will be buried under the dirt forever. It is about creating a skin that water cannot breathe through. When do you need to do this? The need for this arises because the soil is a very aggressive environment. Water is not your only enemy.. The ground also contains salts and sulfates that want to eat away at the cement. If this moisture finds its way to the steel bars inside the columns, those bars will start to rust. And when steel rusts, it expands, and that expansion is what cracks the concrete from the inside out. This coating is the only thing standing between your foundation and that kind of slow destruction. Thats is why if you see wet patches at the bottom of your walls inside your house, it usually means someone skipped this step or did it poorly during construction. You can apply this anytime you are building parts of a structure that will stay in contact with the ground. It is common in areas where the water table is high or where the soil stays damp for most of the year. This is a one-shot opportunity. Once you backfill the soil, you can never go back to fix it without a lot of expense and a lot of digging. It is about having the foresight to protect the heart of the building while it is still exposed. Please don’t ignore this if you need to. If you ignore it now to save a bit of money, you will be funding the future decay of your own home. I hope this helps.

A.Y.O

75,105 次观看 • 3 个月前

At first glance, it just looks like a stunning painting. Then you step back and realize you’re looking at one of the most impossibly detailed works of art you’ve ever seen... Around 1620, in Antwerp, an unnamed Flemish painter set out to gather the city’s most famous artworks into a single piece, but what he ultimately chose to do with it will never cease to amaze me. Now held at the National Gallery in London, this painting is called Cognoscenti in a Room hung with Pictures, and it is, technically speaking, one of the most vertiginous acts of illusionism in the Western canon. Eleven richly dressed men — artists, dealers, collectors, the cognoscenti of the title — move through a vast imagined gallery, discussing and inspecting its contents. But the figures are almost beside the point. What stops you are the walls. From floor to ceiling, they are covered with meticulous miniature copies of real works by sixteenth- and seventeenth-century masters, mostly from Antwerp, assembled as an ideal gathering of the finest things the city had to offer. Paintings within a painting. A museum compressed into a canvas. This is what scholars call a Kunstkammer, or "cabinet of curiosities", and the genre carried real social weight. To collect art in the Dutch and Flemish Golden Age was a declaration, not merely a pleasure. The cognoscenti shown here are pretentious by design: richly dressed, surrounded by coins, medals, and Persian rugs. Every object is a signal of wealth. And then — almost invisible, sitting on the windowsill at the edge of the composition — there is the monkey. The picture celebrates the pleasures of collecting and the erudition of art appreciation. But the monkey, a traditional symbol of the foolishness of human endeavors, sits there as a reminder of the frivolity and ultimate futility of buying expensive things. He is mocking them... these men so devoted to hoarding precious objects, when perhaps their hours might have been spent on something less perishable. It is one of the most elegant acts of subversion in art history: a painter who spent months lovingly reproducing the work of other painters, in obsessive miniature detail, and then placed a fool's emblem in the corner to ask whether any of it matters... It is simultaneously a love letter to art and an indictment of what happens when love turns into possession. The cognoscenti in the room are not wrong to find beauty worth pursuing, but they have perhaps confused the pursuit with the trophy. Four hundred years later, the monkey is still watching and the question it asks has not changed: are you here for the beauty, or for the proof that the beauty is yours? -- -- -- I wrote about this and 5 other impossible masterpieces in today's article. You can read it here: If you'd like to support my work, a paid subscription is what makes it possible.

James Lucas

31,107 次观看 • 2 个月前

A Response to Historical Amnesia: The Truth About Cyprus Europe’s mind has long been occupied — not by armies, but by narratives. The Greek Cypriot and Hellenic propaganda machine has colonized European discourse so thoroughly that many in Brussels have stopped thinking — and started parroting. Worse yet, they do so willingly, without protest, as if truth were an inconvenience and justice a partisan tool. Let’s get one thing straight. This isn’t about “occupation” — it’s about the prevention of annihilation. In 1974, Türkiye didn’t invade Cyprus; it intervened as a guarantor power, after a violent coup orchestrated by Athens aimed to annex the island under the infamous ENOSIS plan — a plan that translated into the ethnic cleansing of Turkish Cypriots. Let’s not mince words: Before Türkiye’s intervention, Turkish Cypriots were being hunted, displaced, and massacred. They lived in enclaves, cut off, under siege. The so-called Republic of Cyprus had already collapsed as a bi-communal entity in the 1960s — it became a de facto Greek state long before 1974. For 51 years, the island has known peace. No war. No massacres. No ethnic cleansing. Türkiye didn’t bring conflict — it brought stability. It halted a bloodbath that Europe was either unable or unwilling to stop. And yet, here comes EPP Group — repeating the age-old script, eyes wide shut, ears closed to history, lips moving only to echo Greek Cypriot talking points. You speak of international law, but you erase the Zurich and London Agreements, which gave Türkiye the legal and moral obligation to act. What’s truly illegal is not Türkiye’s presence — but the EU’s decision to reward the Greek Cypriot side after it rejected the UN-backed Annan Plan in 2004. Turkish Cypriots said yes to reunification. Greek Cypriots said no — and were rewarded with EU membership. That’s not diplomacy. That’s betrayal. The Greek Cypriot administration was admitted into the European Union in blatant violation of the very principles the Union claims to uphold — through deception, unilateral recognition, and by exploiting the vacuum created by an unresolved conflict. So let’s not pretend. The real division in Cyprus was born not in 1974 — but in the massacres of the 1960s, in the refusal to share power, and in the Europe-enabled silencing of an entire people. As long as Türkiye stands firm on the island — and it will — no amount of political theatre, rhetorical acrobatics, or historical revisionism will alter the reality on the ground. You speak of reunification, yet pursue a fantasy detached from history, justice, and human dignity. The course you are on is a parallel universe — one where truth is optional and consequences are overlooked. If change is what you seek, know this: the only path you leave open is conflict — and in that path, all sides lose. But make no mistake: if ever forced to choose, we will protect that land with the last drop of our blood. We will never allow it to be stained by those who once turned it into a graveyard of peace. Let it be clear: the era of federation is over. We offered it — again and again. The Greek Cypriot side rejected it — again and again. Now, the only viable path is two sovereign states. That is not a threat. It is the reality you refused to accept for decades. Türkiye didn’t split Cyprus — it saved lives. And the world is not blind. We see the selective outrage. We note the hypocrisy. And history, whether you accept it or not, remembers everything.

hermes | jeopolitik

96,525 次观看 • 1 年前