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[biserarose]

Art of ochlocratic Bunkum

It may be that in its indigenous soil the art of ochlocratic Bunkum has developed with unusual profusion; and perhaps the Pan-Hellenic idea has given rise to nonsense even worse than that of the Pan-Britannic or Pan-Slavonic idea. But the habit of treating the aspirations of an ambitious young nation with supercilious patronage, and of ridiculing their really wonderful material progress, is not reasonable or even decent. The extravagances of Hellenic vanity are hardly greater than the extravagances of national vanity in many parts of the Old and New World. And the progress that has been made by Greece in sixty years, under great difficulties, and with very narrow resources, is a fact that cannot be denied.

Greece is a country more keenly proud and more fiercely jealous of her memorials of the past than any people on the face of the earth. The remnants of the great age are all that she has to recall the history out of which her renewed existence as a nation is built. They are to Greece her Magna Charta, her Statute Book, her Westminster Abbey, her St. Stephen’s in one. She is making sacrifices to recover, preserve, and display every fragment of ancient art daily ephesus tours. Her Museums and National Collections are quite as well kept as ours, and quite as adequate for their purpose. They fill a far larger part of the nation’s interest and the business of the State than do ours.

Berlin Paris or Rome

They are quite as safe as those of Berlin, Paris, or Rome, and are far less exposed to soot and damp than those of London. The only danger that could threaten them would be from the navy of some Western power. The time then has come, on grounds of international morality, to restore the sublime fragments which sevepty years ago an English ambassador tore away from the Parthenon. English literature contains an enduring protest against this Vandalism, which Lord Byron denounced as ‘ the last poor plunder of a bleeding land,’ —

‘ Curst be the hour when from their isle they roved,

And once again thy hapless bosom gored,

And snatch’d thy shrinking gods to northern climes abhorred.’

The removal of these stones from Athens would be impossible in our age, and was only made possible by their happening to be within the power of an Oriental despot. Their acquisition can reflect nothing but dishonour on our name: as Byron said, ‘the honour of England is not advanced by plunder.’ But the conditions of the case have changed: and the ‘ Elgin marbles ’ stand on a footing wholly different from the other treasures that our Museums possess. These collective works of art, of which our Museum has a part, still remain in situ where they were placed, and they form part of the very structure of the temple which still stands there as a majestic ruin.

#Art of ochlocratic Bunkum

[terezabg]

Art of ochlocratic Bunkum

It may be that in its indigenous soil the art of ochlocratic Bunkum has developed with unusual profusion; and perhaps the Pan-Hellenic idea has given rise to nonsense even worse than that of the Pan-Britannic or Pan-Slavonic idea. But the habit of treating the aspirations of an ambitious young nation with supercilious patronage, and of ridiculing their really wonderful material progress, is not reasonable or even decent. The extravagances of Hellenic vanity are hardly greater than the extravagances of national vanity in many parts of the Old and New World. And the progress that has been made by Greece in sixty years, under great difficulties, and with very narrow resources, is a fact that cannot be denied.

Greece is a country more keenly proud and more fiercely jealous of her memorials of the past than any people on the face of the earth. The remnants of the great age are all that she has to recall the history out of which her renewed existence as a nation is built. They are to Greece her Magna Charta, her Statute Book, her Westminster Abbey, her St. Stephen’s in one. She is making sacrifices to recover, preserve, and display every fragment of ancient art daily ephesus tours. Her Museums and National Collections are quite as well kept as ours, and quite as adequate for their purpose. They fill a far larger part of the nation’s interest and the business of the State than do ours.

Berlin Paris or Rome

They are quite as safe as those of Berlin, Paris, or Rome, and are far less exposed to soot and damp than those of London. The only danger that could threaten them would be from the navy of some Western power. The time then has come, on grounds of international morality, to restore the sublime fragments which sevepty years ago an English ambassador tore away from the Parthenon. English literature contains an enduring protest against this Vandalism, which Lord Byron denounced as ‘ the last poor plunder of a bleeding land,’ —

‘ Curst be the hour when from their isle they roved,

And once again thy hapless bosom gored,

And snatch’d thy shrinking gods to northern climes abhorred.’

The removal of these stones from Athens would be impossible in our age, and was only made possible by their happening to be within the power of an Oriental despot. Their acquisition can reflect nothing but dishonour on our name: as Byron said, ‘the honour of England is not advanced by plunder.’ But the conditions of the case have changed: and the ‘ Elgin marbles ’ stand on a footing wholly different from the other treasures that our Museums possess. These collective works of art, of which our Museum has a part, still remain in situ where they were placed, and they form part of the very structure of the temple which still stands there as a majestic ruin.

#Art of ochlocratic Bunkum

[vasilkalazarova]

Art of ochlocratic Bunkum

It may be that in its indigenous soil the art of ochlocratic Bunkum has developed with unusual profusion; and perhaps the Pan-Hellenic idea has given rise to nonsense even worse than that of the Pan-Britannic or Pan-Slavonic idea. But the habit of treating the aspirations of an ambitious young nation with supercilious patronage, and of ridiculing their really wonderful material progress, is not reasonable or even decent. The extravagances of Hellenic vanity are hardly greater than the extravagances of national vanity in many parts of the Old and New World. And the progress that has been made by Greece in sixty years, under great difficulties, and with very narrow resources, is a fact that cannot be denied.

Greece is a country more keenly proud and more fiercely jealous of her memorials of the past than any people on the face of the earth. The remnants of the great age are all that she has to recall the history out of which her renewed existence as a nation is built. They are to Greece her Magna Charta, her Statute Book, her Westminster Abbey, her St. Stephen’s in one. She is making sacrifices to recover, preserve, and display every fragment of ancient art daily ephesus tours. Her Museums and National Collections are quite as well kept as ours, and quite as adequate for their purpose. They fill a far larger part of the nation’s interest and the business of the State than do ours.

Berlin Paris or Rome

They are quite as safe as those of Berlin, Paris, or Rome, and are far less exposed to soot and damp than those of London. The only danger that could threaten them would be from the navy of some Western power. The time then has come, on grounds of international morality, to restore the sublime fragments which sevepty years ago an English ambassador tore away from the Parthenon. English literature contains an enduring protest against this Vandalism, which Lord Byron denounced as ‘ the last poor plunder of a bleeding land,’ —

‘ Curst be the hour when from their isle they roved,

And once again thy hapless bosom gored,

And snatch’d thy shrinking gods to northern climes abhorred.’

The removal of these stones from Athens would be impossible in our age, and was only made possible by their happening to be within the power of an Oriental despot. Their acquisition can reflect nothing but dishonour on our name: as Byron said, ‘the honour of England is not advanced by plunder.’ But the conditions of the case have changed: and the ‘ Elgin marbles ’ stand on a footing wholly different from the other treasures that our Museums possess. These collective works of art, of which our Museum has a part, still remain in situ where they were placed, and they form part of the very structure of the temple which still stands there as a majestic ruin.

#Art of ochlocratic Bunkum

[lovelybiljina]

Art of ochlocratic Bunkum

It may be that in its indigenous soil the art of ochlocratic Bunkum has developed with unusual profusion; and perhaps the Pan-Hellenic idea has given rise to nonsense even worse than that of the Pan-Britannic or Pan-Slavonic idea. But the habit of treating the aspirations of an ambitious young nation with supercilious patronage, and of ridiculing their really wonderful material progress, is not reasonable or even decent. The extravagances of Hellenic vanity are hardly greater than the extravagances of national vanity in many parts of the Old and New World. And the progress that has been made by Greece in sixty years, under great difficulties, and with very narrow resources, is a fact that cannot be denied.

Greece is a country more keenly proud and more fiercely jealous of her memorials of the past than any people on the face of the earth. The remnants of the great age are all that she has to recall the history out of which her renewed existence as a nation is built. They are to Greece her Magna Charta, her Statute Book, her Westminster Abbey, her St. Stephen’s in one. She is making sacrifices to recover, preserve, and display every fragment of ancient art daily ephesus tours. Her Museums and National Collections are quite as well kept as ours, and quite as adequate for their purpose. They fill a far larger part of the nation’s interest and the business of the State than do ours.

Berlin Paris or Rome

They are quite as safe as those of Berlin, Paris, or Rome, and are far less exposed to soot and damp than those of London. The only danger that could threaten them would be from the navy of some Western power. The time then has come, on grounds of international morality, to restore the sublime fragments which sevepty years ago an English ambassador tore away from the Parthenon. English literature contains an enduring protest against this Vandalism, which Lord Byron denounced as ‘ the last poor plunder of a bleeding land,’ —

‘ Curst be the hour when from their isle they roved,

And once again thy hapless bosom gored,

And snatch’d thy shrinking gods to northern climes abhorred.’

The removal of these stones from Athens would be impossible in our age, and was only made possible by their happening to be within the power of an Oriental despot. Their acquisition can reflect nothing but dishonour on our name: as Byron said, ‘the honour of England is not advanced by plunder.’ But the conditions of the case have changed: and the ‘ Elgin marbles ’ stand on a footing wholly different from the other treasures that our Museums possess. These collective works of art, of which our Museum has a part, still remain in situ where they were placed, and they form part of the very structure of the temple which still stands there as a majestic ruin.

#Art of ochlocratic Bunkum

[nightsofia]

Art of ochlocratic Bunkum

It may be that in its indigenous soil the art of ochlocratic Bunkum has developed with unusual profusion; and perhaps the Pan-Hellenic idea has given rise to nonsense even worse than that of the Pan-Britannic or Pan-Slavonic idea. But the habit of treating the aspirations of an ambitious young nation with supercilious patronage, and of ridiculing their really wonderful material progress, is not reasonable or even decent. The extravagances of Hellenic vanity are hardly greater than the extravagances of national vanity in many parts of the Old and New World. And the progress that has been made by Greece in sixty years, under great difficulties, and with very narrow resources, is a fact that cannot be denied.

Greece is a country more keenly proud and more fiercely jealous of her memorials of the past than any people on the face of the earth. The remnants of the great age are all that she has to recall the history out of which her renewed existence as a nation is built. They are to Greece her Magna Charta, her Statute Book, her Westminster Abbey, her St. Stephen’s in one. She is making sacrifices to recover, preserve, and display every fragment of ancient art daily ephesus tours. Her Museums and National Collections are quite as well kept as ours, and quite as adequate for their purpose. They fill a far larger part of the nation’s interest and the business of the State than do ours.

Berlin Paris or Rome

They are quite as safe as those of Berlin, Paris, or Rome, and are far less exposed to soot and damp than those of London. The only danger that could threaten them would be from the navy of some Western power. The time then has come, on grounds of international morality, to restore the sublime fragments which sevepty years ago an English ambassador tore away from the Parthenon. English literature contains an enduring protest against this Vandalism, which Lord Byron denounced as ‘ the last poor plunder of a bleeding land,’ —

‘ Curst be the hour when from their isle they roved,

And once again thy hapless bosom gored,

And snatch’d thy shrinking gods to northern climes abhorred.’

The removal of these stones from Athens would be impossible in our age, and was only made possible by their happening to be within the power of an Oriental despot. Their acquisition can reflect nothing but dishonour on our name: as Byron said, ‘the honour of England is not advanced by plunder.’ But the conditions of the case have changed: and the ‘ Elgin marbles ’ stand on a footing wholly different from the other treasures that our Museums possess. These collective works of art, of which our Museum has a part, still remain in situ where they were placed, and they form part of the very structure of the temple which still stands there as a majestic ruin.

#Art of ochlocratic Bunkum

[foodandwinebg]

Art of ochlocratic Bunkum

It may be that in its indigenous soil the art of ochlocratic Bunkum has developed with unusual profusion; and perhaps the Pan-Hellenic idea has given rise to nonsense even worse than that of the Pan-Britannic or Pan-Slavonic idea. But the habit of treating the aspirations of an ambitious young nation with supercilious patronage, and of ridiculing their really wonderful material progress, is not reasonable or even decent. The extravagances of Hellenic vanity are hardly greater than the extravagances of national vanity in many parts of the Old and New World. And the progress that has been made by Greece in sixty years, under great difficulties, and with very narrow resources, is a fact that cannot be denied.

Greece is a country more keenly proud and more fiercely jealous of her memorials of the past than any people on the face of the earth. The remnants of the great age are all that she has to recall the history out of which her renewed existence as a nation is built. They are to Greece her Magna Charta, her Statute Book, her Westminster Abbey, her St. Stephen’s in one. She is making sacrifices to recover, preserve, and display every fragment of ancient art daily ephesus tours. Her Museums and National Collections are quite as well kept as ours, and quite as adequate for their purpose. They fill a far larger part of the nation’s interest and the business of the State than do ours.

Berlin Paris or Rome

They are quite as safe as those of Berlin, Paris, or Rome, and are far less exposed to soot and damp than those of London. The only danger that could threaten them would be from the navy of some Western power. The time then has come, on grounds of international morality, to restore the sublime fragments which sevepty years ago an English ambassador tore away from the Parthenon. English literature contains an enduring protest against this Vandalism, which Lord Byron denounced as ‘ the last poor plunder of a bleeding land,’ —

‘ Curst be the hour when from their isle they roved,

And once again thy hapless bosom gored,

And snatch’d thy shrinking gods to northern climes abhorred.’

The removal of these stones from Athens would be impossible in our age, and was only made possible by their happening to be within the power of an Oriental despot. Their acquisition can reflect nothing but dishonour on our name: as Byron said, ‘the honour of England is not advanced by plunder.’ But the conditions of the case have changed: and the ‘ Elgin marbles ’ stand on a footing wholly different from the other treasures that our Museums possess. These collective works of art, of which our Museum has a part, still remain in situ where they were placed, and they form part of the very structure of the temple which still stands there as a majestic ruin.

#Art of ochlocratic Bunkum

[mirelasite]

Art of ochlocratic Bunkum

It may be that in its indigenous soil the art of ochlocratic Bunkum has developed with unusual profusion; and perhaps the Pan-Hellenic idea has given rise to nonsense even worse than that of the Pan-Britannic or Pan-Slavonic idea. But the habit of treating the aspirations of an ambitious young nation with supercilious patronage, and of ridiculing their really wonderful material progress, is not reasonable or even decent. The extravagances of Hellenic vanity are hardly greater than the extravagances of national vanity in many parts of the Old and New World. And the progress that has been made by Greece in sixty years, under great difficulties, and with very narrow resources, is a fact that cannot be denied.

Greece is a country more keenly proud and more fiercely jealous of her memorials of the past than any people on the face of the earth. The remnants of the great age are all that she has to recall the history out of which her renewed existence as a nation is built. They are to Greece her Magna Charta, her Statute Book, her Westminster Abbey, her St. Stephen’s in one. She is making sacrifices to recover, preserve, and display every fragment of ancient art daily ephesus tours. Her Museums and National Collections are quite as well kept as ours, and quite as adequate for their purpose. They fill a far larger part of the nation’s interest and the business of the State than do ours.

Berlin Paris or Rome

They are quite as safe as those of Berlin, Paris, or Rome, and are far less exposed to soot and damp than those of London. The only danger that could threaten them would be from the navy of some Western power. The time then has come, on grounds of international morality, to restore the sublime fragments which sevepty years ago an English ambassador tore away from the Parthenon. English literature contains an enduring protest against this Vandalism, which Lord Byron denounced as ‘ the last poor plunder of a bleeding land,’ —

‘ Curst be the hour when from their isle they roved,

And once again thy hapless bosom gored,

And snatch’d thy shrinking gods to northern climes abhorred.’

The removal of these stones from Athens would be impossible in our age, and was only made possible by their happening to be within the power of an Oriental despot. Their acquisition can reflect nothing but dishonour on our name: as Byron said, ‘the honour of England is not advanced by plunder.’ But the conditions of the case have changed: and the ‘ Elgin marbles ’ stand on a footing wholly different from the other treasures that our Museums possess. These collective works of art, of which our Museum has a part, still remain in situ where they were placed, and they form part of the very structure of the temple which still stands there as a majestic ruin.

#Art of ochlocratic Bunkum

[artist-tyrant]

“What took place with the Greeks (that each great thinker, believing he possessed absolute truth, became a tyrant, so that Greek intellectual history has had the violent, rash, and dangerous character evident in its political history) was not exhausted with them. Many similar things have come to pass right up to the most recent times, although gradually less often, and hardly any longer with the Greek philosophers' pure, naive conscience. For the opposite doctrine and skepticism have, on the whole, too powerful and loud a voice. The period of the spiritual tyrants is over. In the domain of higher culture there will of course always have to be an authority, but from now on this authority lies in the hands of the oligarchs of the spirit. Despite all spatial and political separation, they form a coherent society, whose members recognize and acknowledge each other, whatever favorable or unfavorable estimations may circulate due to public opinion and the judgments of the newspaper and magazine writers. The spiritual superiority which formerly caused division and enmity now tends to bind: how could individuals assert themselves and swim through life along their own way, against all currents, if they did not see their like living here and there under the same circumstances and grasp their hands in the struggle as much against the ochlocratic nature of superficial minds and superficial culture as against the occasional attempts to set up a tyranny with the help of mass manipulation? Oligarchs need each other; they are their own best friends; they understand their insignias-but nevertheless each of them is free; he fights and conquers on his ground, and would rather perish than submit.”

– Friedrich Nietzsche, Human, All too Human (sec. 271, “Tyrants of the Spirit”) 

#me

[genuinegemjourney]

Sorry society - I am the perfect imperfection - check out my imperfect post at https://www.genuinegemjourneys.com/2020/09/04/genuine-gem-blog-writing-ochlocratic-imperfection-imperfect/ Even the imperfect grapes can make a vintage wine.... https://www.instagram.com/p/CEuZmo5MQlt/?igshid=1v1po38i6qnry

[readingvocabulary]

Friedrich Nietzsche

The Birth of Tragedy

meretricious

Moirai

palladium

epopts

oneiromancer

superfetation

maieutic

recitative

indefatigability

tendentious

Untimely Meditations

pinchbeck

afflatus

nil admirari

epideictic

Human All Too Human

ochlocratic - mob rule

Gay Science

larifari

coulisse

[cryptovexillologist]

Six Magical Gangs In Search Of A Story, Which I Encourage People To Tag Themselves In

The Bruisers. Magical and magically-augmented weaponry. Enchanted daggers, pyrokinesis, alchemical grenades, etc. Intense pride in their work, and no particular goals beyond making ever-cooler weaponry. Using looted/foreign spells or gear is the gravest excommunicable offense. Leader: Ossifraj, an anthropomorphic bearded vulture lady with a very cool jacket.

The Sculptors. Extensive personal modification to suit one’s needs, or for the hell of it. Members take pride in pushing the bounds of a “single” “living” “being”, remaking themselves as marble statues, pointillist clouds, or anything else. Leader: Themistocles, a serpentine chimera bristling with hundreds of body-mods and tattoos.

The Communicants. Extraplanar contact and summoning. Members see it as essential to bring the local plane out of backwater isolation, and into a vast cosmopolitan multiverse. (If the entities are also very kissable, that’s a nice side bonus.) Leader: Apocrypha, a shrouded mass of robes and jewelry who seems to simultaneously stare through your soul and be focused a million miles away.

And then, the Heretical Tinkers, much smaller groups with no identifiable leaders:

The Quartermasters. Magical weaponcraft + personal modification. Members spar to test the weapons they’ve made themselves into: a modular quicksilver arm, poisoned retractable claws, and so on. The best contract killers in the world, if you don’t mind a little one-track-mind volatility.

The Hive. Personal modification + extraplanar summoning. Members hold that each being can become a world unto itself, and so can each of that world’s beings, and so on ad infinitum. Thus, they turn themselves into vibrant extraplanar ecosystems, using methods that require at least three Magical Physics degrees to grasp. With all their talk of embodying an infinite fractal universe, it’s easy to dismiss them as hippie cultists until it’s too late.

The Ochlocrats. Weaponcraft + extraplanar summoning. The most dangerous group by far. Members believe that otherworldly beings, with their vast perspective beyond our mundane world, have the right to scour our world as they please. They tirelessly build conduits for whatever spirit wishes to use them, and while Ochlocrats are the smallest group by far, their destruction is unmistakable and catastrophic. Ochlocrat slogans and iconography are banned in most jurisdictions, but that does little to stem the appeal.

#storytelling #fantasy #xenosociology

[chiralspires]

DOSSIER: SAWTOOTH

[...]

PROFILE: ~40 local years old, has been amassing followers and influence for at least thirty. (Found no credible accounts of her rise to power.) Main recruitment tactics are extortion, charisma, peer pressure, most often wielded against wayward youths. Various sub-gangs/splinter factions(?), including the Obligate Carnivores, Ochlocrats, Bruisers, and doubtless more.

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#Sawtooth #Parhelion comic

[genuinegemjourney]

[cryptovexillologist]

"The Ochlocrat" would be such a good character name/epithet, especially if their whole **BADASS** schtick is constantly undercut by needing to stop and explain what it means

#storytelling

[genuinegemjourney]

Imperfection-I am not perfect...Sorry society I can't be perfect

Imperfection-I am not perfect…Sorry society I can’t be perfect

“We were not put on this world to be perfect, we were put here to try.”

How does that sentence make you feel?

When the words entered into my ears, they acted like scissors, cutting away the strings that were attached to the burden boulders that were dragging me down.

The words in the sentence were freeing.

Words

Words are powerful. As a certified Lifestyle coach I have learnt the power of…

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#acceptance #be you #blog #gem #genuine #imperfect #imperfection #ochlocratic #society #together #writing