Nicklas Nilsson förklarar skillnaden mellan höger och vänstermänniskor i klockren text på Facebook:
"Om en högerpolitisk person är bög, så är han det, och bryr sig inte om vad andra tycker.
Om en vänster är bög, så kräver han lagändringar, protesterar mot allt och alla, och gör det till en politisk kamp.
Om en höger är vegan, så äter han helt enkelt inte kött.
Om en vänster är vegan, så vill han förbjuda kött, stoppa matproduktionen och protestera utanför bondgårdar och hönsfarmer.
Om en höger inte gillar vapen, så köper han inga.
Om en vänster inte gillar vapen, så försöker han förbjuda dem, hindra alla andra från att äga ett, och hatar dem som har.
Om en höger oroar sig för klimatet, så flyger han mindre, kör elbil om det passar honom och sorterar sitt avfall.
Om en vänster oroar sig för klimatet, så vill han förbjuda fossilbilar, flygresor och kött för alla andra, protestera utanför fabriker och kräva att staten tvingar fram förändringen.
Om en höger vill ge sina barn en bra skolgång, så flyttar han till ett område med bra skolor, eller väljer en privatskola eller engagerar sig själv.
Om en vänster vill ge sina barn en bra skolgång, så kräver han mer skattepengar från alla, lika resultat för alla, förbud mot friskolor och protesterar mot varje skillnad.
Om en höger klagar på sitt jobb eller arbetsplats.. det gör han det inte. Han byter jobb eller startar ett eget företag.
Om en vänster klagar på sitt jobb – så är det chefen, företaget eller kollegorna det är fel på. Han kräver kollektivavtal, strejk, förändringar för hela orten och protesterar mot företaget så att det ska passa honom.
Om en höger är missnöjd med sin bostad eller hyra, så flyttar han, renoverar eller köper något annat.
Om en vänster är missnöjd med sin bostad eller hyra, så kräver han hyresstopp, mer bidrag, regleringar för alla och protesterar mot hyresvärdar och politiker.
Om en höger misslyckas med en affär eller en investering som går snett, så reser han sig upp, dammar av sig och försöker igen imorgon.
Om en vänster har slut på pengar den 24:e, så skyller han på att de rika har för mycket och måste bidra mer, skyller på att lotterivinsten inte gick hem förra veckan och muttrar att han har så himla otur.
Om en höger ser det här – så skickar han det till några kompisar för ett gott skratt.
Om en vänster ser det här – så försöker han argumentera emot, få det bortplockat och radera mig från Facebook."
This is one of the greatest lessons in the history of literature.
A goddess offered a man eternal life, eternal youth, and paradise forever. He turned it down...
The goddess was Calypso. The island was Ogygia, which the painters of the nineteenth century imagined in far richer colour than Nolan's film does. Odysseus had washed up there alone, the only one of his crew to survive. She took him in, and she loved him, and she offered him the one thing no human being has ever been given. She says it herself:
"Him I welcomed kindly and gave him food, and said that I would make him immortal and ageless all his days."
No death, no old age, no end at all, on an island of springs and meadows and heavy vines, with a goddess who wanted him to stay.
He spent seven years there crying...
"Him she found sitting on the shore, and his eyes were never dry of tears, and his sweet life was ebbing away, as he longed mournfully for his return... he would look over the unresting sea, shedding tears."
When Zeus finally orders his release, Calypso makes one last attempt. She warns him what is waiting if he goes: more sea, more suffering, more years of it. And then she says the quiet part out loud:
"...thou wouldest abide here and keep this house with me, and wouldest be immortal, for all thy desire to see thy wife for whom thou longest day by day. Surely not inferior to her do I declare myself to be either in form or stature."
Odysseus answers:
"Mighty goddess, be not wroth with me for this. I know full well of myself that wise Penelope is meaner to look upon than thou in comeliness and in stature, for she is a mortal, while thou art immortal and ageless. But even so I wish and long day by day to reach my home, and to see the day of my return."
Notice that he does not argue. He gives her every point. She is more beautiful. She will never age. His wife is mortal, and lesser, and he says it to her face.
And then he says he wants to go home anyway...
The whole thing is in three words: but even so. He is not claiming that Penelope is the finest woman in the world. He is saying that it does not matter, that there is something in us which does not answer to comparison, and which no better offer can reach.
He chose the woman who would grow old. He chose a life with an ending. He chose to return to Ithaca. Because forever, spent somewhere that was never yours, is only time...
Try to name one leader alive today who would do this.
In 325 BC, in the middle of a desert that was killing his army, Alexander the Great was handed the only water his men had found for miles.
He had brought them there himself. Coming home from India there were safer roads, but he chose the Gedrosian Desert, in what is now southern Iran and Pakistan. The Greek historian Arrian is clear that he knew what he was doing. He went that way because almost nobody had ever brought an army through it alive: legend said the queen Semiramis came out the other side with twenty men, and Cyrus the Great with seven.
Alexander wanted to beat them both.
The crossing took sixty days. Arrian writes that the suffering on that march was out of all proportion to anything his troops had endured in Asia. They moved at night, and men fell asleep where they collapsed. The sick were left at the roadside, because there was nobody to carry them and no time to stop.
Somewhere in the middle of it, a few soldiers went looking for water and found a tiny trickle in a gully. They scraped up what they could, tipped it into a helmet, and carried it back to their king...
Every man watching him was dying of thirst. So was he.
"Alexander, with a word of thanks for the gift, took the helmet and, in full view of his troops, poured the water on the ground."
There was not enough for all of them, so he would not take what he could not give. And Arrian records what that did to an army of men who could barely stand:
"So extraordinary was the effect of this action that the water wasted by Alexander was as good as a drink for every man in the army."
They got up, and they marched.
We now live in an age of leaders who start wars their sons will never fight, who ask for sacrifices they would never dream of making themselves, who are always the first to be spared and the last to pay the price. Alexander was often ruthless and deeply flawed, yes, but he was a true leader and he knew that real power has never come from standing above your people, but from going thirsty beside them…
Nobody has ever made the dark feel as real as old Disney did.
In these films the night isn't an absence of light. It's a color, and someone mixed it by hand…
Disney had its own paint laboratory, built by a woman named Mary Weiser, the first of its kind in animation. Its job was to invent shades that did not exist yet. In the early thirties, when the studio was still making shorts, there were around eighty shades on the shelves. By the time they finished Snow White there were fifteen hundred.
Every one of them went on by hand, cel by cel, and each cel needed hours to dry before it could be photographed.
The Ink and Paint department was almost entirely women. According to the Walt Disney Family Museum, the paints were sometimes named after them, and to have a color carry your name was considered an honour.
So the dark of Bambi's forest, the lamplight in Geppetto's workshop, the blue at Cinderella's attic window: none of it is a filter or a setting or a dimmer turned down. Each is a specific colour that a specific person mixed in a jar, and some of those jars had her name on the label.
That is why these scenes still feel more alive than anything made since. We went from hands, to computers, to AI, and at every step there is a little less of the person left in it…
The author Joanna Maciejewska said it better than anyone: "I want AI to do my laundry and dishes so that I can do art and writing, not for AI to do my art and writing so that I can do my laundry and dishes."
El secretario Marco Rubio acaba de destapar la caja de Pandora con un informe explosivo que confirma lo que muchos veníamos denunciando desde hace años: la dictadura comunista de Cuba no solo es un régimen fallido y represivo, sino el arquitecto principal de la extrema izquierda radical que hoy desestabiliza Estados Unidos y todo el hemisferio.
“La comunista Cuba se infiltró en las más altas esferas del gobierno de EE.UU., reclutó y cultivó generaciones de activistas estadounidenses, respaldó una ola sin precedentes de terrorismo de izquierda en suelo americano y ejecutó una de las penetraciones de inteligencia extranjera más largas y dañinas de la historia de nuestra nación.”
Rubio no especula, confirma la verdad que ya sabíamos. Hace unos días lo dejó claro: “La vasta red de inteligencia e ideológica del régimen cubano ayudó a construir la extrema izquierda en nuestro país y en nuestro hemisferio, y sigue inextricablemente ligada a esos grupos hasta hoy.”
Y remató: “Los terroristas de extrema izquierda de hoy pueden recaudar dinero en un país, alojar sus comunicaciones en un segundo, recibir entrenamiento en un tercero, reclutar militantes en un cuarto… y atacar un objetivo en un quinto. Por eso no nos queda otra: o cooperamos a través de las fronteras o ellos seguirán explotando las grietas entre nosotros.”
Hora de despertar. Cuba no es una “isla exótica”. Es una base de operaciones contra la libertad del continente.
GENERAL AUGUSTO HELENO: A HONRA SOB VIGILÂNCIA
Um dos maiores brasileiros da nossa história.
Um general que dedicou a vida ao Exército, à soberania nacional e ao seu país.
Hoje, aos 78 anos, vive sob prisão domiciliar, tratado como criminoso por um sistema que fez da perseguição política método de governo.
Há países que transformam seus heróis em estátuas. O Brasil desta era prefere tornozeleiras.
Podem restringir seus passos, mas jamais apagar sua trajetória.
A história não se curva a sentenças. Ela apenas espera o tempo colocar cada homem em seu devido lugar.
@EndWokeness "Evil is not able to create anything new, it can only distort and destroy what has been invented or made by the forces of good."
- Tolkien
A Roman emperor ate his meals in a sea cave, a few feet from a massive marble sculpture of the moment Odysseus blinds the Cyclops.
Eventually it lay shattered in thousands of pieces on the floor of that cave, and stayed there until 1957...
The emperor was Tiberius, who ruled Rome after Augustus, and the cave is at Sperlonga, on the coast between Rome and Naples. It was a natural grotto opening onto the sea, and he turned it into a private dining hall, with pools of water reaching into the mouth of the cave and a platform where he and his guests reclined to eat, the waves echoing off the rock around them... Definitely not a bad place to host dinner.
The sculpture stood at the deepest point of the cave and it showed the most terrifying scene in Homer's poem, when Odysseus and his men are trapped inside the cave of Polyphemus, a one-eyed man-eating giant who has sealed them in with a boulder too heavy to move and is eating the crew alive, one by one.
Odysseus cannot simply kill him in his sleep, or they will be entombed with the corpse forever. So he gets the giant drunk, waits for him to pass out, hardens the tip of an olive-wood stake in the fire, and drives it into the Cyclops's single eye.
The sculptors depicted the instant just before the stake goes in...
The colossal figure of Polyphemus sprawls backward, drunk and unaware. Odysseus, the one closest to the Cyclops, and three of his men strain upward with the spike. It was carved larger than life and set in shadow at the back of the grotto, so that as the lamplight shifted, the whole scene seemed to move over the emperor's dinner.
The Roman historians Tacitus and Suetonius both record that in the year 26 AD, while Tiberius was dining there, rocks fell from the roof of the grotto, crushing several of his attendants and nearly killing the emperor, who was shielded and dragged out. In that collapse, or in a later one, the great marble scenes were smashed into thousands of fragments.
There they lay, at the bottom of the cave, until 1957, when workers building a coastal road cut into the ground and found them. Among the rubble they pulled out the colossal head of the giant himself, and slowly, piece by piece, the scene was put back together.
The cave gave up two more secrets: the first was an inscription, ten lines of Latin verse, praising the grotto and saying that only a new Virgil could do justice to its statues of Scylla and the blinding of the monster by the man from Ithaca. It told the archaeologists exactly what they had found. The second was carved into the base of the neighbouring ship: three names, Athenodoros, Agesander, and Polydorus, the same sculptors the Roman writer Pliny had named as the creators of the Laocoön, the statue I wrote about yesterday.
Homer's Odyssey is one of the oldest stories in the world, and it has outlived the emperor, the civilization that first told it, and every person who has ever loved it. Nearly three thousand years later, we are still telling the story of a man lost far from home, because some part of us always is...
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This isn’t the first time it has happened. It’s the first time you’ve noticed it, and now it’s time for you to understand why you must reject Hollywood and stop financially supporting policies that aim to destroy you spiritually. What happened with Nolan’s Odyssey has happened with every major production dealing with Greek civilization.
It happened with Troy, with 300, with Alexander, with Hercules (both the children’s film and the live-action versions). It also happened with Roman history. It keeps happening whenever it concerns the civilization that provided the foundations for Western civilization. You might think they were good movies, at least aesthetically, but trust me, it doesn't matter.
Do you want to trade aesthetics with your spiritual elevation? You should care what you feed your soul in the same way you care what you feed your body.
The distortion and humiliation of Greek culture has been going on for decades. They tell us we have no historical continuity (a claim that has been demolished), they tell us homosexuality was an institution (there is no source for this; it is pseudo-schientific and it was not an institution), they tell us there were Africans inside Greek city-states (there isn’t a single source that mentions this; the Greeks were extremely ethnocentric/tribalists and racists and did not want foreigners and barbarians in their cities).
All the universities on the planet deal constantly with Greek civilization. Everyone has an opinion about Greece and our history except us. They don’t accept our own views, they don’t give us a platform, they are the real racists against Greeks. We Greeks have known this and have been pushing back for the last 30 years. But you foreigners never paid attention.
The West itself has been mocking us through cinema and academia, promoting a homosexualized Greece without citing primary ancient sources to support the distortion. I am a Spartan from Laconia, and all my life I heard foreigners talking about pederasty and homosexuality in Ancient Sparta. But when I studied and held the ancient texts in my hands, I read that pederasty was forbidden in Ancient Sparta, as was homosexuality. That’s when I began to understand that some dark agenda is using my ancestors to serve a disgusting and inhuman ideology.
As I have said before: Controlling the classics lets you reshape the civilizational narrative. The modern “gay” reinterpretation undermines traditional masculinity by turning heroic brotherhood into mere sexual pairing, weakening the non-erotic male love that has inspired men for millennia.
So, it doesn’t matter if the film does well at the box office, it's more important for now to do the first step and understand why you must not support Hollywood. It doesn’t matter equally if the film is visually impressive, that concerns the uneducated who care only about sound and image and never asked themselves whether it offered them anything for their spiritual cultivation, as Homer would have wanted.
(If) You went to see a film out of curiosity, and the only thing you achieved was to financially support those who hate you so they can continue destroying you. You are self-destructive. You lacked the spiritual strength to resist.
On the other hand, the very communists and marxists who hate capitalism and America have been, for days now, praising Nolan and Hollywood simply because they hate you. The Communist Party in Greece, which hates America with a passion, issued a statement saying people should support Nolan’s film. Do you understand how much they hate you? They hate everything Greek civilization stands for, and by extension Western civilization.
Hollywood must be destroyed. Completely. It has acquired enormous power precisely so it can manipulate opinions, guide the uneducated sheep, and create new baseless theories supported by pseudo-science, all for the sole purpose of humiliating civilizations or promoting political agendas and ideologies. Hollywood is a cancer that devours people’s souls. It must be destroyed.
They will keep hitting where they know it hurts most: your ancestors. They will try to sell you a past that you should neither feel proud of nor feel worthy of being a descendant of. Do you understand what I’m saying?
They want to erase your past so you have no future.
And you think all of this is a joke. Never forget those who contributed to this enormous betrayal.
They want you atheist, miserable, and degenerate, without values. They want you dead, literally and spiritually.
This is a statue of the only man in Troy who saw the trap. He tried to warn everyone, and this is what the gods did to him because of it...
His name was Laocoön, a Trojan priest. When the Greek army vanished and left a giant wooden horse outside the city gates, all of Troy celebrated. Only Laocoön refused to believe it. He warned his people the horse was a trick and, to prove it was hollow, hurled his spear into its side.
In Virgil's telling, he spoke a line that has outlasted almost everything else about Troy: "I fear the Greeks, even when they bring gifts."
He was right. The horse was packed with soldiers, and Troy was hours from destruction.
This sculpture shows what he got for it. Two enormous sea serpents rise out of the sea and coil around him and his young sons, dragging all three down together. The father's whole body is knotted in the struggle, every muscle straining, his face locked in a scream. The gods wanted Troy to fall, and Laocoön was in the way.
The Trojans watched him die in agony and drew exactly the wrong conclusion: they decided the gods were punishing him for attacking a holy gift. So they pulled the horse inside their own walls, and that night, Troy burned...
The statue is called Laocoön and His Sons. It is the work of three Greek sculptors from the island of Rhodes, Agesander, Athenodoros, and Polydorus, and dates to the Hellenistic period, making it well over two thousand years old.
Buried for more than a thousand years, it was dug out of a Roman vineyard in 1506, and Michelangelo rushed across Rome to see it the day it was found.
It has been called the single greatest depiction of human suffering in the history of art, but it endures because of what it is really about: the man who sees the truth, says it out loud, and is destroyed for being right while the crowd watches...
It is one of the oldest patterns there is, and it has never stopped repeating.
There is nothing new under the sun.
Eu tô é chorando aqui.
Que saudades do nosso Presidente!
Vamos vencer essa eleição!
Bora, @FlavioBolsonaro!
Em nome do nosso Capitão!
Vamos com fé e amor pelo Brasil! 🙏🇧🇷
Senhor, neste fim de dia, aquieta o meu coração diante da Tua presença. Que eu nunca deixe de Te buscar, não apenas quando tudo estiver bem, mas também nos dias de silêncio, de dúvidas e de espera.
Ensina-me a permanecer firme quando for mais fácil desistir. Dá-me um coração que não se distraia com as preocupações da vida, mas que encontre em Ti a paz que o mundo não pode oferecer. Que o meu maior desejo seja estar perto de Ti, confiando que cada promessa será cumprida no tempo certo.
Se hoje enfrentei desafios, fortalece a minha fé e renova a minha esperança. Se me senti fraco, não me deixa esquecer que a Tua força nunca falha e que Tu permaneces ao meu lado, mesmo quando eu não consigo perceber.
Abençoa a minha casa, a minha família, os meus amigos e todos aqueles que amo. Guarda-nos durante esta noite, livra-nos de todo mal e renova as nossas forças para um novo amanhecer. Que eu acorde amanhã com mais coragem, mais gratidão e com a certeza de que Tu já estás preparando o caminho diante de mim.
Entrego este dia em Tuas mãos e descanso na confiança de que o Teu amor cuida de cada detalhe da minha vida. Em nome de Jesus, amém.
@pamcosta21 Não gosto de mulheres que só ficam falando em benefícios para mulheres! Deus nos criou IGUAIS EM VALORES, PORTANTO TODOS DEVEMOS TER DEVERES E DIREITOS.
Me incomoda Damares, Michele entre outras que se dizem de direita, apoiando pautas feministas!
🗣️EITAAAAA! | Dantas agora tocou num ponto importantíssimo: cobrou que Michelle leve propostas concretas para a campanha de Flávio Bolsonaro, em vez de ficar apenas no campo da imagem e dos movimentos pessoais.
“Por que não apresenta medidas, propostas? Chegue pro Flávio e fala: ‘Flávio, eu quero ajudar na sua campanha e eu tenho aqui várias propostas pra você fazer um governo que vai transformar o Brasil’.”
O Brasil NUNCA ganhou uma Copa do Mundo desde que o PT chegou ao poder. E isto não é coincidência.
A última vez que vencemos foi em 2002 e desde 2003 o PT teve 5 mandatos.
Que 2026 seja a despedida desta desgraça que paira sobre o nosso país, e que nunca mais voltem.
Fora Lula!