#biography: wars of the roses

[tudorblogger]

‘Richard III: A Failed King?’ by Rosemary Horrox

These Penguin monarch short biographies are really helpful and concise, especially when you’re not familiar with the monarch or period. They’re very good introductions to the reigns and monarchs. One thing I find slightly off putting about these books is that there is very little on the consorts. For example, in this book I think there are only 4 mentions of Anne Neville in this book despite her…

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#Biography #Book #Book Review #Historical #Historical Biography #History #history book #penguin monarchs #Review #Richard III #rosemary horrox #Wars of the Roses

[amarrymeinbostonwriter]

Yesterday, I started reading Colonel Barker's Monstrous Regiment by Rose Collis. I'm only about 35% way through the book so far.

Mostly the book follows the life of Sir Victor Barker (or Colonel Barker), who becomes a female husband at the age of 28. He lived the first 27 years of his life as a woman. He was even married twice and had two kids. Both his husbands were WWI veterans and abusive towards him. He estranged himself from them and then took his inheritance from his parents to become a gentleman in his own right. He also marries Elfrida, his first wife in 1923- whose account of her husband is mentioned above.

Collis also added stories of other female husbands from the late 1800's and early 1900's and wove them into Barker's story. 'Female husband' is a historic gender category which covers many more distinct gender identities today. A historic female husband could be a butch lesbian, a masculine bisexual woman, a more masculine leaning AFAB nonbinary person or a straight or bisexual trans man by today's standards. Because we cannot ask the female husbands how they would identify today, we have to go by historic record- if they left anything behind. The female husbands were born female and took on traditionally masculine dress and roles usually to get better jobs only available to men and to be able to openly romance and marry women.

Sir Barker's case is a bit unusual because he left behind many personal records. His words are used directly in this book as well. Though the page I picked to share was mostly his wife, Elfrida's words. His photograph was on page 88.

#colonel barkers monstrous regiment #female husbands #female husband #rose collis #lgbt history #victor barker #bisexual history #trans history #my best guess for his contemporary identity would be a bisexual trans man based on what Collis presents? #1920s #early 20th century #England #he did not serve in the war as solider but he was an ambulance driver for last few months of the war #he was still living as a woman during WWI #he's contemporary to the men who did serve as soldiers in WWI since he was born in 1894 #another thing that's unusual is that Barker used his actual surname too (he was born with Barker as his last name) #nonfiction #biography #books #bookblr #read in 2023 #currently reading

[blackswaneuroparedux]

I never realised before the loneliness and isolation of a commander at a time when such a momentous decision has to be taken, with the full knowledge that failure or success rests on his judgment alone.

- Lt.Gen. Walter Bedell Smith

General Dwight D. Eisenhower rose to that occasion with character and greatness when he made the fateful decision to launch D Day on 6 June 1944. But he couldn’t have done anything he planned without the support of his feared chief of staff, Brig. Gen. Walter Bedell Smith.

When Lt. Gen. Dwight D. Eisenhower became commander of ETOUSA (European Theater of Operations United States Army) in June 1942 and began assembling his staff in London, the man he requested as his chief of staff was Brig. Gen. Walter Bedell Smith, at the time the secretary of the War Department General Staff. But Eisenhower’s boss, Gen. George Marshall, balked. Smith had impressed Marshall with his ability to cut through red tape and perform necessary hatchet jobs – to get things done fast and well – and he didn’t want to let Smith go. But finally, on Aug. 5, Marshall relented. Smith arrived in London on Sept. 10. In his biography, Eisenhower: A Soldier’s Life, historian Carlo D’Este wrote, “Eisenhower once remarked that every commander needs a son of a bitch to protect him and that the stone-faced Bedell Smith was his.”

Gustave Flaubert wrote, “You can calculate the worth of a man by the number of his enemies.” By that measure alone, Smith was not just a good chief of staff – he was a great one. Most people who came in contact with Smith hated and feared him – and with good reason. Smart, loyal to his bosses, articulate, incisive, and an excellent administrator, “Beetle” Smith was also intolerant, brusque, profane, rude, and ruthless.

Smith was also famous for his quick temper. Whether the result of his personality, or pain from a duodenal ulcer that occasionally forced him to be hospitalized, its volatility caused some exasperated senior officers to violate military protocol, bypass the chief of staff, and meet directly with Eisenhower to request transfers. Tellingly, Eisenhower tolerated that breach.

The position of chief of staff is often thankless. But it’s necessary. As one of the members of Eisenhower’s staff, Air Marshal Sir James Robb, later wrote, “Ike always had to have . . . someone who’d do the dirty work for him. He always had to have someone else do the firing, or the reprimanding, or give any order which he knew people would find unpleasant.” That someone was Smith and, whether or not he actually enjoyed that duty, everyone acknowledged that he was damned good at it.

Eisenhower often entrusted Smith to represent him in high-level strategic meetings, which led some people to remark that the reason Eisenhower did so was that Smith had a better strategic mind than his boss. Eisenhower’s esteem of Smith ultimately became so great that he told Marshall that if anything happened to cause him to be unable to carry out his duties as head of SHAEF, Marshall should, “after [General Omar] Bradley, select Bedell to take my place.”

Expanding on Eisenhower’s orders to have an “allied” command, Smith freely, and with great effect, utilized the technique of layering the different sections. Thus if one section had a British commanding officer, his deputy was an American, and vice versa. Smith also was a master of promoting informal communication channels, and his relatively informal staff conferences freed Eisenhower to concentrate on the most important or critical command decisions. Though problems did occur, that Eisenhower’s staff worked as smoothly as it did was a testament to Smith’s success as chief of staff.

#bedell smith #general walter bedell smith #quote #general eisenhower #eisenhower #second world war #normandy #war #D Day #DDay #leadership #planning #US Army

[whencyclopedia]

Sioux Warrior Rain-in-the-Face (Eastman's Biography)

Rain-in-the-Face (Ite Omagazu, l. c. 1835-1905) was a Lakota Sioux warrior and war chief during Red Cloud's War (1866-1868) and at the Battle of the Little Bighorn (1876), after which he became famous as the man who killed Lt. Col. George Armstrong Custer, his brother Capt. Thomas Custer, or both of them.

How Rain-in-the-Face first became identified as Custer's killer is unclear, but the claim was popularized by the poem The Revenge of Rain-in-the-Face by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow – the bestselling American poet of his age – published in Keramos and Other Poems (1878). Although modern-day writers cite the poem as claiming Rain-in-the-Face killed Thomas Custer, it seems clear "White Chief with yellow hair" (line 9 of the poem) alludes to George Custer, and it is George's heart, not Thomas's, that Rain-in-the-Face rides off with at the end of the piece.

Rain-in-the-Face is best known today from two accounts of his life and the part he played at the Battle of the Little Bighorn – the 1894 report given by American journalist W. Kent Thomas based on an "interview" given at Coney Island, and the 1905 biography by the Sioux author and physician Charles A. Eastman (also known as Ohiyesa, l. 1858-1939) – which contradict each other.

In the Thomas interview, Rain-in-the-Face claims he killed Thomas Custer, cut out his heart, and spat part of it in his face at Little Bighorn as revenge for being unjustly arrested by Capt. Custer in 1874. In Eastman's account, he denies killing either of the brothers and, further, describes the Battle of Little Bighorn as so chaotic no one could have known who they had killed for certain.

As the W. Kent Thomas interview was given after the journalist got Rain-in-the-Face drunk, for the express purpose of getting the "real story" on Custer's death, while Eastman's account is a respectful transcript of the old warrior's life story, the latter is usually understood as more historically accurate.

Text

The following is taken from Eastman's Indian Heroes and Great Chieftains (1916), the 1939 edition, republished in 2016. It has been edited in the interests of space, but the full account will be found below in the External Links section.

The noted Sioux warrior, Rain-in-the-Face, whose name once carried terror to every part of the frontier, died at his home on the Standing Rock reserve in North Dakota on September 14, 1905. About two months before his death, I went to see him for the last time, where he lay upon the bed of sickness from which he never rose again, and drew from him his life-history.

It had been my experience that you cannot induce an Indian to tell a story, or even his own name, by asking him directly.

"Friend," I said, "even if a man is on a hot trail, he stops for a smoke! In the good old days, before the charge there was a smoke. At home, by the fireside, when the old men were asked to tell their brave deeds, again the pipe was passed. So come, let us smoke now to the memory of the old days!"

He took of my tobacco and filled his long pipe, and we smoked. Then I told an old mirthful story to get him in the humor of relating his own history.

The old man lay upon an iron bedstead, covered by a red blanket, in a corner of the little log cabin. He was all alone that day; only an old dog lay silent and watchful at his master's feet.

Finally, he looked up and said with a pleasant smile:

"True, friend; it is the old custom to retrace one's trail before leaving it forever! I know that I am at the door of the spirit home.

"I was born near the forks of the Cheyenne River, about seventy years ago…When I was a boy, I loved to fight," he continued. "In all our boyish games I had the name of being hard to handle, and I took much pride in the fact.

"I was about ten years old when we encountered a band of Cheyenne. They were on friendly terms with us, but we boys always indulged in sham fights on such occasions, and this time I got in an honest fight with a Cheyenne boy older than I. I got the best of the boy, but he hit me hard in the face several times, and my face was all spattered with blood and streaked where the paint had been washed away. The Sioux boys whooped and yelled:

"‘His enemy is down, and his face is spattered as if with rain! Rain-in-the-Face! His name shall be Rain-in-the-Face!'

"Afterwards, when I was a young man, we went on a warpath against the Gros Ventres. We stole some of their horses but were overtaken and had to abandon the horses and fight for our lives. I had wished my face to represent the sun when partly covered with darkness, so I painted it half black, half red. We fought all day in the rain, and my face was partly washed and streaked with red and black: so again, I was christened Rain-in-the-Face. We considered it an honorable name.

"I had been on many warpaths, but was not especially successful until about the time the Sioux began to fight with the white man…

"Some , Crow King, and others.

"This was the plan decided upon after many councils. The main war party lay in ambush, and a few of the bravest young men were appointed to attack the woodchoppers who were cutting logs to complete the building of the fort. We were told not to kill these men, but to chase them into the fort and retreat slowly, defying the white men; and if the soldiers should follow, we were to lead them into the ambush. They took our bait exactly as we had hoped! It was a matter of a very few minutes, for every soldier lay dead in a shorter time than it takes to annihilate a small herd of buffalo.

"This attack was hastened because most of the Sioux on the Missouri River and eastward had begun to talk of suing for peace. But even this did not stop the peace movement. The very next year a treaty was signed at Fort Rice, Dakota Territory, by nearly all the Sioux chiefs, in which it was agreed on the part of the Great Father in Washington that all the country north of the Republican River in Nebraska, including the Black Hills and the Big Horn Mountains, was to be always Sioux country, and no white man should intrude upon it without our permission. Even with this agreement Sitting Bull and Crazy Horse were not satisfied, and they would not sign…

"It was when the white men found the yellow metal in our country, and came in great numbers, driving away our game, that we took up arms against them for the last time. I must say here that the chiefs who were loudest for war were among the first to submit and accept reservation life. Spotted Tail was a great warrior, yet he was one of the first to yield, because he was promised by the Chief Soldiers that they would make him chief of all the Sioux. Ugh! He would have stayed with Sitting Bull to the last had it not been for his ambition.

"About this time, we young warriors began to watch the trails of the white men into the Black Hills, and when we saw a wagon coming, we would hide at the crossing and kill them all without much trouble. We did this to discourage the whites from coming into our country without our permission…

"There were a few Indians who were liars, and never on the warpath, playing ‘good Indian' with the Indian agents and the war chiefs at the forts. Some of this faithless set betrayed me and told more than I ever did. I was seized and taken to the fort near Bismarck, North Dakota of the Long-Haired War Chief and imprisoned there. These same lying Indians, who were selling their services as scouts to the white man, told me that I was to be shot to death, or else hanged upon a tree. I answered that I was not afraid to die.

"However, there was an old soldier who used to bring my food and stand guard over me—he was a white man, it is true, but he had an Indian heart! He came to me one day and unfastened the iron chain and ball with which they had locked my leg, saying by signs and what little Sioux he could muster:

"‘Go, friend! Take the chain and ball with you. I shall shoot, but the voice of the gun will lie.'

"When he had made me understand, you may guess that I ran my best! I was almost over the bank when he fired his piece at me several times, but I had already gained cover and was safe. I have never told this before, and would not, lest it should do him an injury, but he was an old man then, and I am sure he must be dead long since. That old soldier taught me that some of the white people have hearts," he added, quite seriously.

"I went back to Standing Rock in the night, and I had to hide for several days in the woods, where food was brought to me by my relatives…

"In the spring the hostile Sioux got together again upon the Tongue River. It was one of the greatest camps of the Sioux that I ever saw…We had decided to fight the white soldiers until no warrior should be left."

At this point Rain-in-the-Face took up his tobacco pouch and began again to fill his pipe…

"There was excitement among the people, and a great council was held. Many spoke. I was asked the condition of those Indians who had gone upon the reservation, and I told them truly that they were nothing more than prisoners. It was decided to go out and meet Three Stars at a safe distance from our camp.

"We met him on the Little Rosebud. I believe that if we had waited and allowed him to make the attack, he would have fared no better than Custer. He was too strongly fortified where he was, and I think, too, that he was saved partly by his Indian allies, for the scouts discovered us first and fought us first, thus giving him time to make his preparations. I think he was more wise than brave! After we had left that neighborhood, he might have pushed on and connected with the Long-Haired Chief. That would have saved Custer and perhaps won the day.

"When we crossed from Tongue River to the Little Big Horn, on account of the scarcity of game, we did not anticipate any more trouble. Our runners had discovered that Crook had retraced his trail to Goose Creek, and we did not suppose that the white men would care to follow us farther into the rough country.

"Suddenly the Long-Haired Chief appeared with his men! It was a surprise."

"What part of the camp were you in when the soldiers attacked the lower end?" I asked.

"I had been invited to a feast at one of the young men's lodges . There was a certain warrior who was making preparations to go against the Crows, and I had decided to go also," he said.

"While I was eating my meat, we heard the war cry! We all rushed out and saw a warrior riding at top speed from the lower camp, giving the warning as he came. Then we heard the reports of the soldiers' guns, which sounded differently from the guns fired by our people in battle.

"I ran to my teepee and seized my gun, a bow, and a quiver full of arrows. I already had my stone war club, for you know we usually carry those by way of ornament. Just as I was about to set out to meet Reno, a body of soldiers appeared nearly opposite us, at the edge of a long line of cliffs across the river.

"All of us who were mounted and ready immediately started down the stream toward the ford. There were Ogallala, Miniconjou, Cheyenne, and some Hunkpapa, and those around me seemed to be nearly all very young men.

"‘Behold, there is among us a young woman!' I shouted. ‘Let no young man hide behind her garment!' I knew that would make those young men brave.

"The woman was Tashenamani, or Moving Robe, whose brother had just been killed in the fight with Three Stars. Holding her brother's war staff over her head, and leaning forward upon her charger, she looked as pretty as a bird. Always when there is a woman in the charge, it causes the warriors to vie with one another in displaying their valor," he added.

"The foremost warriors had almost surrounded the white men, and more were continually crossing the stream. The soldiers had dismounted and were firing into the camp from the top of the cliff."

"My friend, was Sitting Bull in this fight?" I inquired.

"I did not see him there, but I learned afterward that he was among those who met Reno, and that was three or four of the white man's miles from Custer's position. Later he joined the attack upon Custer but was not among the foremost.

"When the troops were surrounded on two sides, with the river on the third, the order came to charge! There were many very young men, some of whom had only a war staff or a stone war club in hand, who plunged into the column, knocking the men over and stampeding their horses.

"The soldiers had mounted and started back, but when the onset came, they dismounted again and separated into several divisions, facing different ways. They fired as fast as they could load their guns, while we used chiefly arrows and war clubs. There seemed to be two distinct movements among the Indians. One body moved continually in a circle, while the other rode directly into and through the troops.

"Presently some of the soldiers remounted and fled along the ridge toward Reno's position; but they were followed by our warriors, like hundreds of blackbirds after a hawk. A larger body remained together at the upper end of a little ravine and fought bravely until they were cut to pieces. I had always thought that white men were cowards, but I had a great respect for them after this day.

"It is generally said that a young man with nothing but a war staff in his hand broke through the column and knocked down the leader very early in the fight. We supposed him to be the leader, because he stood up in full view, swinging his big knife .

"After the first rush was over, coups were counted as usual on the bodies of the slain. You know, four coups is entitled to the ‘first feather.'

"There was an Indian here called Appearing Elk, who died a short time ago. He was slightly wounded in the charge. He had some of the weapons of the Long-Haired Chief, and the Indians used to say jokingly after we came upon the reservation that Appearing Elk must have killed the Chief, because he had his sword! However, the scramble for plunder did not begin until all were dead. I do not think he killed Custer, and if he had, the time to claim the honor was immediately after the fight.

"Many lies have been told of me. Some say that I killed the Chief, and others that I cut out the heart of his brother , because he had caused me to be imprisoned. Why, in that fight the excitement was so great that we scarcely recognized our nearest friends! Everything was done like lightning. After the battle, we young men were chasing horses all over the prairie, while the old men and women plundered the bodies; and if any mutilating was done, it was by the old men.

"I have lived peaceably ever since we came upon the reservation. No one can say that Rain-in-the-Face has broken the rules of the Great Father. I fought for my people and my country. When we were conquered, I remained silent, as a warrior should. Rain-in-the-Face was killed when he put down his weapons before the Great Father. His spirit was gone then; only his poor body lived on, but now it is almost ready to lie down for the last time. Ho, hechetu! "

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#History #Sioux #RedCloud'sWar #Rain-in-the-Face

[shakesqueers13]

What on earth is going on with Richard III & what does it have to do with Shakespeare? A somewhat chaotic explanation by me:

So basically okay Richard III aka Richard Plantagenet aka Richard of the house of York was a king of England in the immediate line of succession prior to Shakesepare’s birth, and is part of the War of the Roses tetralogy which is a series of historical plays by Shakespeare depicting English history and culminating in Richard III’s short reign which did not go well because he was killed in battle almost immediately.

Side note, Richard III is one of Shakesepare’s earlier plays and is generally thought of as kind of an early draft of Macbeth - many of the ideas expressed in Macbeth are also in Richard III, namely the killing of innocent children & the idea of killing everyone to become king. (But I personally prefer it to Macbeth because it’s the first Shakespeare play where the character speaks directly to the audience and explains his thoughts! So Shakespeare’s Richard P is very cunty and constantly describing his evil schemes to the audience. He is one of the only Shakespeare characters who speaks the first line of his own play which I think is pretty cool.)

But back to politics, Shakespeare had to portray Richard III as a villain because the current English dynasty, the Tudors had defeated the house of York (of which Richard is famously a son of), so he had to be maligned in the play otherwise they wouldn’t have been able to put it on before Queen Elizabeth. Plus Shax also just loves a good anti-hero I think.

So if you haven’t read it, one of the things that happens in Richard III the play is that Richard has both of his nephews locked in the tower of London and subsequently murdered in a very evil way. It’s a super fucked up murder plot, and since this is an early play by Shakespeare, the style is much more sensationalized violence & less poetic than his later plays. Richard III is an objectively hilarious play as are many of Shax’s early tragedies because they’re just soooo messed up and evil, but anyway.

So, flash forward to 1998. Richard III had been killed in the Battle of Bosworth Field (we think) but no one had actually been able to locate his body. There was a popular theory that it had been tossed into a lake, but no actual proof. So somewhere in England… a lady named Philippa Langley who is… quite a character, read a biography of Richard III, and became incredibly incensed about the portrayal of Richard as an objectively evil character in Shakespeare’s play and in history due to the pressures of the Tudor dynasty, and she set out on this lifelong quest to exonerate Richard III. Due to her field of study, she is now a ‘Richardian’ aka someone dedicated to proving that Richard was really not so bad after all. I have mixed feelings about her and a lot of the shit she says is abjectly ridiculous. All her quotes about Richard iii imply that she’s in love with him and she always kind of talks about having a spiritual connection with him. But that’s not relevant because she kind of never misses & I have no choice but to stan.

Basically, her spiritual connection apparently successfully led her to Richard III’s body! Which was buried underneath a parking garage in Leicestershire. And she gave the direct quote, "I knew in my innermost being that Richard's body lay there" which is an odd thing to say. But she successfully identified the body through mitochondrial DNA and it actually was him! (The part of me that works in criminal defense is obliged to tell you that mitochondrial DNA is pretty spotty and not definitive evidence but for the sake of this essay we’ll say it is). Anyway, that discovery gave a lot of insight into the War of the Roses and Richard’s defeat and was huge news. So after she found his body, she decided to try to find the bodies of his nephews to attempt to prove that Richard didn’t kill them.

If you don’t know, there is a lot of history here… uh… so basically there were two skeletons found beneath the tower of London that people thought were the princes that Richard killed & basically it’s been agreed upon that that was them, it was just a question of whether Richard actually had them killed or if they just died of sickness or being too cold. But this lady now says that those skeletons are not the princes and may be too old!

She claims that after Richard III died at the battle of bosworth, two children emerged who fit the descriptions of the missing princes & made claims to the throne in 1487 and 1493 respectively, but they were thought to be imposters for a long time. However, Langley just uncovered a document which supposedly evidences the princes’ survival and eventual return to England. It seems that they were separated at the tower of london where they were thought to have died, but eventually made their way back to England. So, she hasn’t found their bodies yet but she’s currently trying to, and if she could that would be HUGE because she has the technology to do mitochondrial DNA identification and she might be able to prove that Richard didn’t kill his nephews which would be big historically because what happened to the princes is a huge question mark in history!

The best part of this all is that in the article she wrote about this for National Geographic (which unfortunately is not free to read but I can send screenshots if anyone wants) there’s a part where she says someone asked her what she was hoping to uncover with her investigation and she said “well hopefully a signed document in the princes’ hands describing what happened to them and where they went” and everyone laughed. And then there was just a photo of exactly that kind of document pasted in the article.

A Richardian mic drop if I ever read one.

#shakespeare #william shakespeare #dark academia #academia #Richard iii #Phillipa Langley #history #research

[shinobirain24]

Sunsprite Arc

Full name: Sunsprite Summer Rose Arc

Nicknames: Lady Arc, Lieutenant Arc, Sunny (by her parents)

Hair color: Blonde

Eye color: Silver

Occupation: Leader of the Knights of Arc, Second-in-command pf Vale's military, Member of the Resistance, huntress

Affiliation: Clan Arc, Knights of Arc, The Resistance, Vale's military

Semblance: Aura Amp, Rose Manifest

Weapon: Crocea Mors (upgraded into a scythe)

Family: Ruby Rose (mother), Jaune Arc (father), Yang Xiao Long (maternal aunt), Taiyang Xiao Long (maternal grandfather), Summer Rose (maternal grandmother, deceased), Qrow Branwen (honorary great-uncle), Jaden Arc (Paternal grandfather, deceased), unnamed paternal grandmother, Saphron Arc (Paternal Aunt), Terra Cotta-Arc (Paternal aunt), Adrian Arc (paternal cousin), Unnamed 6 paternal aunts, Unnamed paternal great-grandfather, Unnamed great-great grandfather, Mirak Arc (great-great-great grandfather, deceased)

Biography:

Sunsprite was born to Ruby Rose and Jaune Arc. Named after a yellow rose that represents to feel positive and hope, and the promise of a new beginning. Like her mother, Ruby, Sunsprite is born with silver eyes.

She was born during the time of the 2nd Great War in Vale. As an infant, it was the only time Sunsprite sees her mother, but Ruby feared Salem will come after Sunsprite (due to the fact that she has silver eyes). To lure Salem away from her daughter, Ruby resolves to leave. But not before telling Jaune, and asked him to give Sunsprite a letter when she turns 17.

After Ruby left, Jaune was left to raise his daughter on his own, with the help of his older sister, Saphron, and Ruby's older sister, Yang. This way, Sunsprite will still be surrounded by love and family, even during the hard times in the 2nd Great War.

As Sunsrpite grew up, her aunt Yang would not only spoil her and spend some time with her, but also taught her niece hand-to-hand combat. Then Jaune would teach her swordsmanship, but she prefers to fight without a shield in order to excel in her speed.

Later, she would meet her honorary great-uncle, Qrow Branwen, one of the surviving huntsmen that has been watching over Sunsprite from a distance until now. And the one who taught Sunsprite's mother the ways of the scythe. Qrow then taught her on her to use a scythe.

When Sunsprite is ready, Jaunes passed her his own weapon, Crocea Mors, which has been in the family for generations. With this, Sunsprite would readjust the family sword so that it can also turn into a scythe. Jaune doesn't mind this, since he acknowledged her creativity and strategy.

After she turns 17, Jaune finally gives Sunsprite the letter. On the letter, Ruby explains her reason for leaving for the fear of her safety. But encourages her to fight for what she believes in. It also includes a journal that tells her stories about her friends, her time in Beacon Academy, and her journey for the four relics.

During one of her missions, she is helping evacuating the civilians in the town of Sunset Island, when the Grimm got too closer to the crowd, Sunsprite wasted no time to fend off the protect the citizens. It also unlocks the semblance of Rose Manifest (which turns her into Rose pedals to switch from one to to another).

Personality:

Since then, Sunsprite has become the leader of the Knights of Arc. A group of hunters that serve as protectors of the weak and aiding the Resisatnce. Because of this, Sunsprite unlocked her father's semblance, Aura Amp. Which is surprising, cause never before a huntsman and/or huntress can unlock two semblance, and she is the first to do so.

And because of her dedication for the rebellion, Sunsprite became known as "the Silver-eyed Knight of Remnant."

Sunsprite is similar to her mother, Ruby, intelligent of strategy, and filled with dreams despite being involved in the 2nd Great War. And filled with nostalgia when hearing fairy tales as a child. She tried her best to remain positive throughout her battles. Like Ruby, she also has a sweet-tooth for sweets such as cookies, or other baked goods. And would make them from her grandmother's recipe.

She would refer to her father, Jaune as a "Super Dad," who told her fairy tales in Ruby's absence and spending time with her when not fighting in war. For that, she is close to her father, even if he is absent for busy reasons. Which Sunsprite doesn't mind.

Sunsprite dreams of writing her stories, and would write down her journal previous events, so that if the war is won, she can convert them into a book. Writing down her journal, Sunsprite longed to meet her mother since she left. And was curious about what caused her to leave.

#rwby #rwby fanfic #rwby fanfiction #rwby redux #ruby x jaune #rwby lancaster #ruby rose x jaune arc #rwby oc

[thefloatingstone]

What would you say are your 3 favorite genres?

Sci fi that is a little harder but it doesn't have to be HARD sci fi. eg: Mass Effect, The Martian, Trigun, Connor's story from Detroit Become Human (the rest of the writing in that game is ass tho) Ratchet and Clank to a certain extent

Nuanced horror where violence is merely a cause of the true horror concept behind the story rather than the central focus. eg: Silent Hill 2, The Innocents, The Thing

Fantasy which is structured believably and grounded in reality but DOESN'T focus on kingdoms and wars and "chosen one" plots. eg: Discworld, Bone, The Girl from the Other Side

Honorable mentions: Biographies, existentialism, absurdist comedies, Historical which ALSO doesn't focus on kingdoms or wars or royalty unless it's Rose of Versailles which is the exception.

#C-Puff answers

[gothhabiba]

[ID: A sparsely furnished room with white walls and a bare, stark rectangular doorframe with no door. To the left, a wire bedframe with one pillow and no mattress: to the right, a small footstool and a hanging coat rack, from which hangs a world map that's been cut into thin strips so that it falls into the shape of a plastic bag. End ID]

Interior/Exterior Landscape 2010 is a room-sized installation. It contains, among other things, a hair-embroidered pillow which depicts flight routes between the cities most visited by Hatoum, a bag constructed from a cut-out print of a world map hanging from a metal coat rack, and a birdcage housing a single hair ball. Each element offers subtle references to Hatoum’s biography and to the history of surrealism, which Hatoum was introduced to as a child through her study of monographs on the artist René Magritte (1898–1967) and her reading of psychoanalytic writing by Carl Jung and Sigmund Freud, among others. The installation also contains a bare steel-framed bed without a mattress to lie down on, with long strands of hair hanging to the floor below like cobwebs, and a stool. In the corner of the room a chair next to the wall is conjoined with a small wooden desk so that the top of its curved back extends above the surface in a way which echoes Magritte’s illustration for the 1938 publication Dictionnaire abrégé du Surréalisme (Abridged Dictionary of Surrealism). Hatoum also references Marcel Duchamp’s (1887–1968) work Why Not Sneeze, Rose Sélavy? 1921, a birdcage filled with marble ‘sugar’ cubes which reflected Duchamp’s interest in the deception of perception. In Hatoum’s small cage, a hairball replaces the cubes. For Hatoum the use of hair is symbolically rich and has strong connections with memory – the Victorian locket, for example, containing a curl of hair from a loved one being a well-known form of keepsake. Although slightly disturbing, the overall effect of the hairballs is not one of revulsion but rather an uncanny evocation that is both delicate and unsettling.

— Clarrie Wallis, "Mona Hatoum: Interior/Exterior Landscape." The Tate.

[ID: The same room. The foot of the bed appears at the right in the foreground. Further away to the left, a desk and chair. The chair is facing towards the back of the desk but appears to have been pushed forward or upwards through the desk, until its back emerges from the middle of the desk's surface. End ID]

The Tate Modern’s retrospective of Mona Hatoum presents the melancholy autobiography of an exile, and it is not a pretty picture. Filled with sharp edges, electrified fences, and cages, it is overall a portrait of discomfort, and of the ever-present disappointment of a life circumscribed by the perceived denial of a real origin. Born in Lebanon to Palestinian parents, Hatoum found herself shut out of her birth nation when war broke out in 1972 and took up residence in London. In Hatoum’s work, whether there is a place she belongs or whether her home is where she lives is immaterial: the longing is there—it infiltrates every installation, video, document, and work on paper as a sometimes subtle, sometimes glaring inconsistency in otherwise banal and workaday objects and situations.

Interior/Exterior Landscape (2010) is the tenth room in this enfilade of objects, experiences and installations: it stands as a microcosm of the artist’s world. It is sparsely furnished; what furniture there is is largely useless or pain-inducing: a bedspring with no mattress, a chair embedded and trapped in a desk, and a pair of circular coat hangers. The bed and pillow are interwoven with hair, indicating both usage and the residual filth of a prisoner’s cell. Hanging on the wall, like a miniature of the room itself, is an empty birdcage, with a single ball of hair as [its] silent occupant. Hatoum can perhaps be criticized for freighting her objects with heavy-handed significance—the round coat hangers frame a map of the world; everywhere there is one object standing in for another, or an idea—but she crafts her installations in carefully coded phrases that reference the genre of artistic political protest. Iranian-born artist Siah Armajani has long used cage/vitrine-based claustrophobic rooms as a metaphor for exile, as in Glass Room for an Exile (2001 – 02)[,] and Ai Weiwei’s carpentry follies of chairs and tables rendered useless are also immediately called to mind. Hatoum’s spaces are encyclopedic in their description of herself—a well traveled intellectual who finds her voice stifled and her movements restricted.

William Corwin, "ArtSeen: Mona Hatoum." The Brooklyn Rail.

#Mona Hatoum #art #readings #long post /

[little-desi-historian]

Favourite Tudor Lad...

Tudor week 2023.

Brought to you by @dailytudors! 🌹

Q: favourite male Tudor family member?

A: Henry VII of England. He won the war of the roses (with his mothers and many other women’s help). He established the Tudor line and very clearly loved his wife Elizabeth of York immensely. I definitely recommend reading up on him and the legacy of the war of the roses, also, credit where credit is due, Elizabeth of York and Lady Margaret were absolutely badass women.

A mothers war: the musical. Spotify link.

Henry VII: biography.

The War of the Roses.

The War of the Roses in 10 minutes.

#tudor week 2023 #Henry vii #henry vii of england #16th century #dailytudors #meeraedits #meerathehistorian #history #european history #english history #war of the roses #elizabeth of york #tudor period #period dramas #period drama #the tudors #tudor england #tudor era #tudor dynasty #the war of the roses #medieval history #tudor history #tudors #henry tudor #medieval #historical references #historical reference #the spanish princess #references #historical context

[as83rrzz]

Reposting my Müller biography

THIS POST DOES NOT SUPPORT THE N*ZI IDEOLOGY, IT IS PURELY EDUCATIONAL

Heinrich Müller [28 April 1900 - Unknown date of death] was a high-ranking Schutzstaffel [SS] officer and police official of the N*zi Reich. Müller was born in Munich, Germany to a catholic household. During the last year of the First World War [1918], Müller provided himself as a pilot for an artillery spotting unit in the Luftstreitkräfte, and was accorded on multiple occasions for bravery, [The Iron Cross First and Second Class, Bavarian Pilots Badge, and Bavarian Military Merit Cross Second Class with Swords].

After the end of the First World War, Müller joined the Bavarian Police as an auxiliary worker in 1919, witnessing the suppression of the Communist and Red Army risings in Munich during the Bavarian Soviet Republic, and developing his enmity of Communism.

Throughout the years of the Weimar Republic, Müller rose quickly through the ranks and secured his place as head of the Munich Political Police Department.

While in his SS career, Müller was acquainted with many members of the N*zi Party [NSDAP], These members including Reinhard Heydrich and Heinrich Himmler. Müller was generally seen as a supporter of the Bavarian People's Party [The predominant party, ruling Bavaria at the time] during the Weimar period. On 9 March 1933, the N*zi putsch deposed the Bavarian government that Müller held the title Minister-President of. Müller commanded his superiors to perform force against the N*zi movement. These actions influenced Müller's rise and as a result, Müller was promoted to Polizeiobersekretär, in May 1933 and then Criminal Inspector, in November 1933.

Heinrich Müller joined the Schutzstaffel [SS] in 1934 and by 1936, Müller was its operations chief. Müller was then promoted to the Standartenführer [colonel] rank in 1937, following on to 1938 when Müller was made Inspector of the Security Police for the entirety of Austria. One of Müller's first major acts that stood out was on 9-10 November 1938, when Müller directed the arrest of 20,000-30,000 Jews. Müller was also tasked by Reinhard Heydrich during the summer of 1939 to construct a centrally organized authority to handle the eventual emigration of the Jews.

Although Müller was part of the N*zi movement, Müller had a preference for the Red Army, admiring the Soviet police and publicly comparing Stalin against H¡tler, claiming Stalin performed leadership more preferably. [This of course was very contrast to his previous enmity of Communism].

Müller was made chief of the RSHA [Amt IV], Office/Dept on September 1939. Müller gained the title 'Gestapo Muller' to differentiate him from another Schutzstaffel [SS] general with the name Heinrich Müller.

Müller continued to rise rapidly through the Schutzstaffel [SS] ranks, becoming an SS-Oberführer in October 1939, and then the rank Gruppenführer and Lieutenant General of the Police in November 1941.

Concluding with Müller's disappearance, Müller was last reported being seen in the Führerbunker, on the evening of 30 April 1945, the date of H¡tler's suicide. Müller's cause of death or the whereabouts of his remains have not been confirmed, but it is suggested that Müller was either killed by the Russians or had committed suicide during the fall of Berlin. If Müller's body has indeed been recovered, it was not identified.

#reichblr #schutzstaffel #heinrich müller

[tudorblogger]

Book Review - ‘Henry VI: A Good, Simple and Innocent Man’ by James Ross

Another great little book in the Penguin Monarchs series. I really these books because they’re not too dense and give you a really good introduction to monarchs you’re not so familiar with. Henry VI is one of these monarchs for me; I know a bit, but not too much. Ross does a really good job of explaining some of the more complex concepts and movements clearly. Henry VI’s reign is often a…

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#Biography #Book #Book Review #Henry VI #monarch #monarchs #Monarchy #Non Fiction #penguin #penguin monarchs #Plantagenet #Plantagenets #Review #Wars of the Roses

[folkimplosionmusic]

Tim Buckley: My Fleeting House is a DVD-Video collection of live appearances and performances by Tim Buckley. It features footage from throughout his career, starting from a 1967 performance of "Song to the Siren" on The Monkees TV show and ending with a performance from May 21, 1974 of "Dolphins" (written by fellow 1960s folk musician Fred Neil) for The Old Grey Whistle Test. Broadcasts from WITF-TV's The Show from 1970 has performances of "I Woke Up" and "Come Here Woman". The DVD also contains recorded interviews with occasional songwriting partner Larry Beckett, regular lead guitarist Lee Underwood and David Browne, author of Dream Brother: The Lives and Music of Jeff and Tim Buckley, a dual biography of Tim Buckley and his son Jeff Buckley. The release also contains a 12-page photo booklet with liner notes.

Track listing

All Songs by Tim Buckley except where indicated: ( * by Larry Beckett/Tim Buckley)

"No Man Can Find the War"* performed at Inside Pop

"Happy Time" performed at Late Night Line Up

"Morning Glory"* performed at Late Night Line Up

"Dolphins" (Fred Neil) performed at Old Grey Whistle Test

"Song to the Siren"* performed at The Monkees Show

"Who Do You Love" performed at Greenwich Village

"Happy Time" performed on Dutch TV

"Sing a Song for You" performed on Dutch TV

"Sally Go Round the Roses" (The Jaynetts) performed at Music Video Live

"Blue Melody" performed at Boboquivari

"Venice Beach (Music Boats by the Bay)" performed at Boboquivari

"I Woke Up"* performed at WITF-TV's The Show

"Come Here Woman" performed at WITF-TV's The Show

"Pleasant Street" performed in the film The Christian Licorice Store

#tim buckley #my fleeting house #documentary #Youtube

[edwardslovelyelizabeth]

can you recommend books about elizabeth and edward ?

Hi! I'm sorry, i'm super late for this reply.

For Elizabeth Woodville:

"Elizabeth Woodville: Mother of the Princes in the Tower" by David Baldwin - my peronal favourite biography, very detailed, can be a bit dry but disspels many myths about her and treats her with great respect not only as a mother and wife but as a queen.

"Elizabeth: England's Slandered Queen (England's Forgotten Queens)" by Arlene Okerlund - a well written biography with lots on information not only about Elizabeth but also her Woodville family.

"The Woodvilles" by Susan Higginbotham - very pro-Elizabeth and her family as the title suggests, anti-ricardian.

"The Women of the Cousins' War: The Duchess, the Queen and the King's Mother"  - Elizabeth's section is written by David Baldwin.

"Royal Witches: Witchcraft and Nobility in Fifteenth Century England" by Gemma Hollman - despite the dubious title a very sympathetic book towards royal women (Joan of Navarre, Jacquetta of Luxemburg and Elizabeth Woodville) in the 15th century accused of witchcraft during their time. Elizabeth's chapter is well researched.

For Edward IV:

"Edward IV" by Charles Ross - a classic biography, rather dry but rich on primary sources.

"Edward IV: Glorious Son of York" by Jeffrey James - a sympathetic biography that shows Edward as man of his times, who won battles but also had an unwarlike disposition and who cared about his family but also had a temper.

"Edward IV and the Wars of the Roses" by David Santiuste - more about Edward IV's military pursuits than life as a king, still a good read.

For Edward and Elizabeth:

"Edward IV and Elizabeth Woodville: A True Romance" by Amy Licence - I'd say this double biography focuses more on Edward than Elizabeth but its a well written book and the author clearly has a lot of love for her research and dispels some myths about them.

Fiction:

"The White Rose" by Jan Westcot - my all time favorite Edward and Elizabeth novel. It presents an interesting (and more believable imo) idea how they could have met (not "the waiting under the oak tree" version) and has so many scenes with them and their kids, portraying loving family during turbulent times. Can be cheesy as it's written in the 60s or 70s.

"The Golden Widows" by Isolde Martyn - a double romance with Kate Neville and Lord Hastings and Elizabeth Woodville and Edward IV. Touches on Elizabeth's more practical side and shows her life a bit with her first husband and her struggles after his death and ultimately romance with Edward.

"The White Queen" by Philippa Gregory - hear me out! if you ignore all the bullshit about witchcraft and other misogynic stuff the book is hot for Edward and Elizabeth fans.

#books #book reccomendation #edward iv #elizabeth woodville #edward x elizabeth #bookedit #history #wars of the roses #wotr #15th century #my edit

[redmessenger]

10. A disappointing memory

Age: 12

Lukas' favorite genre of book was history, specifically biographies and memoirs that took the role of storybooks whenever he was home. Lukas had read through the life and times of King Lima II dozens of times since he learned how to read— he could recite entire sections from memory if someone gave him the first sentence. (Probably. No one has ever tested him before.) The king’s long rule matched up nicely with two of his other books on wars and medical discoveries. On lonely days Lukas would spread those books out side by side on the tile floor and make a game out of finding matching dates. And then when he was done, he would slide them under the bed and tuck them behind a bedpost, obscured in the safety of shadows.

Books were (are) precious things, valuable things. When a debt payment was due and Father lacked the money to pay for it, he sold books and other "useless" things to make up the difference. Father used to be fair with his warnings, allowing his sons to collect their most treasured possessions before they could be brought to market. That day, that trust had been broken. Lukas left home with the books in their place and returned to a ransacked room. In place of those books, Father left him with a set of new shoes and a note.

'Sorry.' Lukas crushed the note in his hand. Fury rose in his throat like bile, that desire to lash out that no one in his family had the patience to hear from him. So instead, he wordlessly closed the door. Locked it as he should have done earlier. Lukas sat in the darkness with his sorrow, and he would not leave until he felt those feelings were completely suppressed inside.

#answered #sorry it took so long :weary: thanks for the ask!

[minervacasterly]

~The Death of the Red Dragon~

With every death there’s rebirth. At least that is the religious tradition when it comes to the Easter holiday season. Today the Christian tradition celebrates the rise of their savior, Jesus Christ from the death, while Renaissance history remembers the death of the first monarch of the Tudor dynasty, Henry VII. Sensing the end was coming, Henry VII had made his will at the end of March 1509, less than a month later, on the 21st of April, he died at Richmond Palace. The palace had been formerly known as Sheen Palace, but renamed after reconstruction had begun, in honor of the title he’d inherited from his father (Edmund Tudor) prior to his kingship. He was outlived by his younger son and two daughters, one of whom had already been made Queen of Scotland upon her marriage to the King of Scots, James IV; and his mother, the formidable Margaret Beaufort whom had given his title and was also known as “my lady, the King’s mother.”

His funeral was a solemn affair. He was buried alongside his beloved wife, Elizabeth of York, whose marriage with her was seen as the union between the two previously warring houses, Lancaster and York, and was solidified in the Tudor rose which became a powerful icon that told an alternative (and simplified) tale of the wars of the roses. He was buried on May of that year in Westminster Abbey, specifically in the lady chapel –a chapel he’d commissioned for him and his descendants.

In his biography, chronicling the last years of Henry VII, “Winter King” Thomas Penn, notes that the country’s mourning for Henry VII paled in comparison to that of his wife. People certainly lamented his death, but were more eager to see his surviving son, Prince Harry, succeed him. Henry’s miserly attitude was a stark contrast with the youth and vigor displayed by his son who was months shy of becoming eighteen. While Henry’s reign had been determined by his last years on the throne, and perceived as a cold and austere figure, his son was seen as his complete opposite. The Winter King was long dead, long live the new King who’d bring a golden age to England.

The reigns of these two kings as we’re already aware was far more complex, with things not going they were prophesized by their contemporaries.

Read more here: https://tudorsandotherhistories.wordpress.com/.../henry.../

Images: Henry VII holding the red rose representing the House of Lancaster whom he considered himself the last representative of; wearing the collar of the golden fleece. The artist is unknown. The second is his royal signature.

#Henry VII #England #Renaissance #Tudor #History #Death

[richmond-rex]

Hi! Do you like Jacob's performance of Henry in TWP?

Hello! I think Jacob did the best job he could do under the circumstances. I think his performance was good, his only problem is that the script, the source material he had to work with, was awful lol. But from the interviews I remember watching at the time he sounded very happy to play Henry VII! He mentioned his dad bringing home a snow globe featuring Westminster Abbey and then mentioned how it struck him that he was about to play the man who founded the Lady Chapel in that snow globe. Just going by the fact that he knows Henry VII built Westminster's current Lady Chapel you can see he did his research, and indeed Jacob mentioned reading a biography of Henry VII (I don't recall if he mentioned which one). Jodie Comer, the actress who played Elizabeth of York, also said Jacob knew lots about the Wars of the Roses, much more than she did in fact.

It seems like he's a history nerd like us :) so it's a pity that he didn't get to work with a well-researched and appropriately nuanced material but instead had to deal with a script that had Philippa Gregory (who turned Henry VII into a unidimensional villain in her novels) as their source. I think if it weren't for Jacob having so much interest/consideration for Henry VII we were bound to see an even flatter (or flatly cruel) Henry VII in that series. In my opinion, he's definitely the actor who played Henry the best in the context of Starz's Gregory trilogy. I would love to see Jacob play this historical figure again with a better script, though I think it's unlikely to happen.

#ask #anon #jacob collins-levy #henry vii #the white princess #show: the white princess