Landaluze

Feliz!!!

[Un Católico Bien @UnCatolicoBien]

Después de ver a estos hombres de fe mantenerse firmes, él respondió valientemente:
"Su Dios es mi Dios"

Y dio su vida por el Dios verdadero

[Homer Pavlos @HomerPavlos]

Durin the Ottoman period, the Muslim Turks, in order to terrorize the Greeks, impaled and roasted alive Athanasios Diakos. But, they gave him a chance: "Will you become a Turk, Diakos? Will you change your faith? Will you pray in the mosque and abandon the church?"

He replied to them: "Go away, you and your faith, may you perish, you renegades! I was born a Greek, and as a Greek I shall die."

According to eyewitness accounts from the time, two Turks lit a fire next to the stable and placed an iron grate and a large copper cauldron filled with oil over it. Then they lifted Diakos, still bound as he was, and made him sit on an old wooden stool. They raised his legs. The Turks began to mock him, asking him various questions. For every negative nod, they drove nails into his feet. Afterwards, they took the boiling oil and first poured it over his bare feet.

When they saw that he did not react, they tore his clothing and began pouring it on his back and chest. He groaned silently in pain, and the soldiers, under orders not to kill him, used needles to burst the blisters that had formed on his skin from the boiling oil. This continued for hours, until the next morning.

Exhausted as he was, they dragged him through the town to execute him. His execution was carried out in public view with the permission of Halil Bey, so that the Greeks would be warned about what would happen to anyone who dared to revolt. Testimonies state that even Diakos’s mother was present at his torture.

After tying him backwards onto a saddle with his legs spread apart, the executioner began pushing the sharp tip of a wooden stake into his groin area and then slowly drove it deeper, going all the way through his body until it emerged near his right ear. The executioner moved carefully, as he had orders not to kill him quickly; with every push of the stake, Diakos’s screams confirmed he was still alive.

Once the executioner had finished his work, the Turks tied the body tightly with the stake so that the skin would not tear, and they propped him up, almost upright, against a tree.

As he was dying, it is said that he uttered these sorrowful verses: "Look at the time Death has chosen to take me, now, when the branches are blossoming and the earth brings forth grass."

Halil Bey gave the order to light a fire beneath him and to turn him slowly, so that he would be roasted alive like an animal.

After many hours of torture, the Greek chieftain passed away on April 24, 1821.

However, this had the opposite effect from what the Turks had expected.

When the Greeks learned of his story and his martyrdom, they were filled with even greater rage and strength to liberate themselves from the barbarous Muslims and Islam.

Athanasios Diakos is one of the most important heroes in the Greek history.

- Homer Pavlos

[William Marx @william_marx]

La nouvelle est passée presque totalement inaperçue dans les médias français, en raison du Mondial de foot et des incendies : l’intelligence artificielle a réussi à déchiffrer entièrement un rouleau de papyrus carbonisé d’Herculanum, aussi fragile que de la cendre de cigarette, sans le dérouler et sans même y toucher ! On y a découvert un traité philosophique sur le stoïcisme. Il a fallu des trésors d’ingéniosité et de technologie pour parvenir à ce résultat. Le rêve est donc devenu réalité : bientôt, on pourra lire en un temps record les centaines de rouleaux de cette bibliothèque calcinée par le Vésuve il y a 2000 ans, et la littérature gréco-latine s’enrichira d’autant de textes inédits, de nouvelles tragédies ou épopées peut-être. Dans cet été déprimant, voilà un vrai rayon de lumière. Vive la science !

[Jhonf Fonseca @Jhonffonseca]

Riley Gaines acaba de destrozar el discurso de DiJonai Carrington.
Después de que Carrington golpeó en la cara a Sophie Cunningham, fue expulsada y salió llorando hablando de “privilegio blanco”, Gaines soltó esto sin filtro:
“Esto no es privilegio blanco. Es privilegio negro, y lo digo sin rodeos.
Publicar un comentario racial justo después de agredir a una rival en la cancha y saber que la WNBA no te va a castigar de verdad… eso es privilegio.
Ahora imaginen la película al revés: si Sophie Cunningham hubiera dicho algo parecido después de pegarle a alguien, su carrera en la liga se habría acabado esa misma noche.”
Fin del debate.

[Los Meconios @LosMeconios]

Me pillas de domingo y con 20 minutos por delante así que me voy a tomar la molestia de contestarte.

Primero: es un mentiroso compulsivo. Prometió no pactar con independentistas y lo hizo. Dijo que no habría amnistía y hubo. Prometió acabar con la corrupción y se rodeó de ella hasta el cuello. Prometió ayudar a los jóvenes y tenemos la mayor tasa de paro juvenil de la UE. Prometió solucionar la vivienda y está más inaccesible que nunca.

Segundo: la corrupción es el ecosistema en el que se mueve. Su hermano David, su mujer Begoña, sus “manos derechas” (Ábalos y Cerdán) imputados o en la cárcel. El caso Koldo, Tito Berni, el Fiscal General… Y él en el centro de todo sin asumir ni una sola responsabilidad. Aferrado al sillón haciendo alarde de su miseria moral.

Tercero: ha convertido las instituciones en herramientas personales. Manipula el CIS para que le den los números que quiere. Ha convertido TVE en TelePedro. Usa el Constitucional para corregir al Supremo cuando no le gusta. Intentó amañar las primarias de su propio partido. Y cuando el Parlamento le exige una cuestión de confianza, se ríe de todos y se aplaude a sí mismo.

Cuarto: España es un infierno fiscal para el que trabaja y emprende. La clase media asfixiada. Los trenes que descarrilan y nadie dimite. La calidad democrática degradada a niveles nunca vistos.

Quinto: es un ególatra sin escrúpulos. Todo lo que hace —pactos con prófugos, indepes o batasunos— no es por “el bien de la gente”, lo hace para mantenerse en el poder. Todo es por su propio interés. Parece mentira que no lo veáis.

Sexto: Además, a nivel personal, difundió (siendo totalmente consciente de ello) un bulo sobre nosotros tanto en un mitin como en el Congreso de los Diputados. Unas palabras que provocan en civiles, como nosotros, un daño difícilmente reparable.

Entonces no. No uso la palabra "miserable" a la ligera. La uso con conocimiento de causa. Sánchez tiene un historial completo de mentiras, corrupción familiar y de entorno, degradación institucional, promesas rotas, nula asunción de responsabilidades y un ego que pone su sillón por delante de España.

Como ves, razones no me faltan.

[Sama Hoole @SamaHoole]

Over 1,300 British farms have joined a new app in about twelve weeks. It is called Only Farmers, it was named deliberately after OnlyFans, and the parallel runs deeper than the joke intends.

Both are platforms where the producer sells direct access to themselves, because the people who used to pay them stopped paying enough to live on.

Lisa Hogan built it with her son Wolfe Bentinck, after five years of farmers coming into the Diddly Squat shop to thank her for the programme and then tell her their own version of it. Her words: this is for smaller farmers who do not have a marketing budget or Amazon.

Look at what is being sold.

Farm stays. Vineyard tours. Cheese-making. Beekeeping. Weddings. Lambing days. Clarkson's own summary this week was that you could walk an alpaca or milk a cow.

Every item on that list is something a farmer does anyway. Unpaid, at four in the morning, in February, as part of a job that a government review found loses money on nearly a third of British farms.

The novelty version pays. The work does not.

A family will hand over real money to stand in a shed for two hours and watch a ewe give birth. That same lamb, reared for months and sold through the proper chain, goes at a price the farmer is not allowed to set.

The second half of the app is grimmer still, because it also runs farmer-to-farmer equipment rental. Farms hiring kit to each other, because too few can justify owning their own.

None of which is a criticism of Hogan. She has built something useful, after listening at a till for five years. Book the alpaca. The money goes where it should.

But 1,300 signups in twelve weeks is not enthusiasm for an app. It is 1,300 farms reaching the same conclusion in the same season, which is that the dependable money is in the experience rather than the food.

We have arrived at a country where a farm earns more reliably from charging strangers to watch it farm.

Nobody thought that was worth remarking on.

[Ana Mª Poveda @trastamara_ana]

Narciso Tomé creó, ayudado por sus cuatro hijos (que vivían en una casa en la Plaza de San Justo, a pocos pasos de la Catedral), la más monumental y maravillosa obra de arte que encontramos en la Catedral Primada de España.

La genialidad de Narciso Tomé consistió en abrir un óculo (un gran hueco o lucernario) en la propia bóveda gótica de la girola. De este modo, la luz natural del sol penetra desde el exterior a través de la cubierta de la catedral, atraviesa la estructura esculpida y traspasa ("hace transparente") el retomo para iluminar directamente y de forma cenital el Sagrario. Para los fieles, esta irrupción de luz solar era una clara metáfora visual de que Dios es la luz y de la glorificación de la Eucaristía.

En la base del conjunto, Tomé dejó una inscripción firmando su obra con orgullo —algo poco habitual en la época—, proclamando que él mismo se había encargado de delinearla, esculpirla y pintarla.

Es probable que, anteriormente, existiera algún tipo de transparente medieval en esta misma ubicación, y que fuera sustituido por la obra de Tomé. También, según la documentación de la obra y fábrica de la Catedral, aquí hubo una serie decorativa en pintura sobre la Coronación de la Virgen realizada probablemente por Giotto, desaparecida al edificar el actual Transparente (aquí se ubicaría una puerta de acceso a la antigua capilla de la Santa Cruz, que fue sustituida por la Capilla Mayor).

En su época, la obra generó opiniones divididas. Los sectores más puristas o defensores del clasicismo criticaron su desbordante barroquismo, considerándolo un exceso (horror vacui) que rompía con la armonía medieval del templo gótico. Sin embargo, con los siglos se ha consagrado universalmente como una de las obras cumbre del arte barroco europeo.

#ArteBarroco
#Toledo

[EL ESPAÑOL @elespanolcom]

🔴 #URGENTE | Al menos cinco niñas menores de 14 años, atendidas en el hospital de Ceuta por posibles casos de violación https://t.co/GvLkxUtrWl

[Paula Fraga @Paulafraga__]

¿Qué le debe el PSOE a Marruecos? Con datos y nombres propios concretos, se lo pregunto al señor Cepeda, eurodiputado del PSOE. No les sorprenderá su respuesta a la que, con más datos, repregunto. No es mi opinión, son hechos que fundamentan una legítima sospecha. Y sin nombrar, en esta ocasión, la operación de espionaje Pegasus, que también participa de la cuestión.

[Hermann Tertsch @hermanntertsch]

Infantino will have to organise a World Cup with Morocco and Mauritania, Mali and Burkina Faso.
Good luck!

Spaniards are going to spoil the despiccable ploy of this corrupt tamdem of Infantino and Sánchez

[Franjagar @franja_gar]

@DeanMousta @hermanntertsch And then it’s when you wake up with all your sheets fully wet. Bye amego segarro.

[David Orenes @david_lrl]

Estoy plenamente convencido de que esta rutina acrobática de España 🇪🇸 con el Berghain de Rosalía va a ser historia del deporte.

Simplemente maravilloso.

[Cake Minuesa @cakealatake]

Necesitamos vuestra ayuda .
Estos son los dos que faltan por detener por la Policía Nacional.
¿Les ponéis nombre y apellidos?
Son los que aterrorizaron a MENORES y han sido denunciados.
Ahora se esconden.

A ver si la Ertzaintza pasa de sus jefes políticos y les identifica.

Enviadme por privado sus nombres y lo pondremos en conocimiento de la ley, gracias y …
¡Qué Dios os bendiga y qué Dios bendiga a España!🇪🇸

[ʜᴇʀQʟᴇs @herqles_es]

🇪🇸🇲🇦 | El párroco de Huarte y canónigo de la Catedral de Pamplona, Javier Aizpún, se hace viral por sus comentarios en redes sociales sobre la invasión:

«Nuestra Señora de África, patrona de Ceuta, impulse la reconquista de Marruecos y su conversión al cristianismo. Lo que la reina Isabel la Católica dejó sin hacer, lo sepamos terminar». El mensaje fue publicado después de la entrada masiva de inmigrantes a través de la frontera entre Marruecos y Ceuta.

[Sama Hoole @SamaHoole]

Jeremy Clarkson has been refused permission to sell food he grew himself, twice. In the same window, central government overruled a Lincolnshire council to put solar panels across 1,214 hectares of grazing land, an area the size of Heathrow.

Run the two columns side by side, because the pattern is the whole story.

He asked to open a restaurant in his own lambing shed. Refused.

He asked for a car park for the people already blocking the lane. Refused.

He asked to sell food produced more than sixteen miles away. Capped at sixteen.

He asked for a barn to store his own harvest, so he would not have to sell at whatever price August offered. Full application required.

He asked about the restaurant again. Enforcement notice, and six weeks judged ample to put the building back as it was.

Now the other column.

Had he covered those same fields in solar panels, the council could have refused and been overruled from Whitehall, as Lincolnshire was in October 2025.

Had he grown maize to feed an anaerobic digester, nobody would have written to anybody.

Had he taken £532 a hectare from Defra to grow a legume fallow, he would have been paid to leave a crop standing that may not be harvested, grazed or sold. Defra cut that rate this year and gave the reason in writing: it had become attractive enough to take land out of food production.

Had he sold the lot to a data centre, a battery park or a Chinese pig unit, all four of which he listed in his column last week, the paperwork would have moved considerably faster than a farm shop's.

There is your planning system. Every use of English farmland is easier to permit than farming.

Two hundred of his acres grew nothing at all this year, and the queue of people who want that ground for something other than food is already forming.

He is not being stopped from developing the countryside. He is being stopped from feeding it.

[Pablo Cambronero 🇪🇦 @PabloCamPiq]

⭕️ En el último año más de 1.000 millones de € públicos españoles fueron a proyectos (algunos absurdos) en MARRUECOS.

Lo he contado hace un momento en @EnBocaDe_Todos. @cuatro

[NOBUNAGA🇯🇵🏯_夏樹蒼依 @japan_nobunaga]

I needed to move a sofa.

I mentioned this to an American. He said, "You know anybody with a truck?"

I did not know anybody with a truck.

He looked at me with real concern. Not pity. Concern. The way you look at a man who has told you he does not have a name.

"You gotta know somebody with a truck."

I asked how one acquires such a person.

He said, "You just do."

This is the third time I have received that answer in this country. It is the answer to everything here. You just do. There is no process. There is only the eventual fact of having.

He said, "Ask Kevin."

I do not know a Kevin. He said Kevin like I should. He said it the way you say a shared uncle.

I met Kevin four days later. Kevin owns a truck. Kevin does not own a truck for himself. Nobody owns a truck for themselves. Kevin owns a truck for a fifteen mile radius.

Inside I said: THIS MAN HAS TAKEN A VOW. HE DID NOT ANNOUNCE IT. HE SIMPLY PURCHASED A BED AND ACCEPTED THE CONSEQUENCES.

Kevin arrived on Saturday. He brought the truck. He also brought a second man.

I had not asked for a second man.

The second man's name is Tony. Tony came because Kevin came. Tony did not know me. Tony did not ask what we were moving. Tony brought gloves.

They moved the sofa in eleven minutes.

I offered them money. Both of them laughed at the same time, which felt rehearsed and was not.

I asked what I owed them.

Kevin said, "Buy the pizza."

That is the price. That is the entire economy. The truck costs one pizza and the pizza is not negotiable and the pizza is also not expensive and everyone knows what size.

Inside I said: THE FEE IS FIXED ACROSS THE ENTIRE NATION AND WAS SET BY NO ONE.

We ate on the floor because the sofa was against the wall and none of us wanted to be the first to sit on it.

Tony told me his daughter plays soccer. I asked if she is good. He said, "She's aggressive."

I still think about that.

Three weeks later, Kevin texted me.

"You free Sunday? Helping Tony move a fridge."

He did not ask if I wanted to. He informed me of a fridge.

Inside I said: I HAVE BEEN CALLED UP. I DID NOT ENLIST. THE PAPERS WERE FILED ON MY BEHALF.

I went. I moved the fridge. I have no truck. I contributed only arms.

Afterward, a man I had never met asked me if I knew anybody with a truck.

I said, "Yeah, I got a guy."

I have a guy.

I am somebody's guy now, too. Tony has told two people about me.

He describes me as "the guy who's strong for his size."

I have never been prouder of a sentence in my life.

[El Alcázar @elalcazar_es]

Pillan a RTVE grabando posados de menores en Ceuta para justificar la invasión.

Seguir: @elalcazar_es

[Alégrame el día @harryelsocio]

Déjenme recordar a Carlos Cuarteroni. Gaditano (1816), Marino, aventurero, cartógrafo y antiesclavista. En sus aventuras marítimas buscó perlas, cazó tortugas de carey, encontró un tesoro en un barco hundido, se batió con piratas malayos, rescató esclavos para liberarlos y se convirtió en monje. Diez años después de su muerte, Emilio Salgari encontró sus memorias y a partir de ellas lo convirtió en Sandokan.
Respetazo gordo

[Babak Taghvaee - The Crisis Watch @BabakTaghvaee1]

BREAKING: The Moroccan government used its own population in a hybrid warfare campaign against Spain during the mass invasion of the Spanish enclaves of Ceuta and Melilla.

Now that the operation has been wound down, Moroccan nationals attempting to return home are being attacked and pelted with stones by Moroccan border guards because they no longer want to remain in Spain and continue putting pressure on the Spanish government.

This footage shows Moroccan border guards throwing stones at Moroccan nationals who are simply trying to return to their own country after being used by the Moroccan regime.