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Beauty is the very rare and precious preserve of tribes that have striven to promote child-making for something other than financial, social and political gain. No, the promotion of ugliness is nearly universal and the love of beauty is so rare: among the great civilizations, only the ancient Greeks, the French, the Japanese, and somewhat the Italians are true lovers of beauty and refinement, and have based their existence exclusively on the promotion of beauty.

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https://twitter.com/CCrowley100, sobre Gabriele D`Annunzio:



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Standing as a towering colossus amongst a litany of lilliputians, Gabriele D'Annunzio wasn't merely a "Renaissance man"; he was the living embodiment of the Renaissance spirit, par excellence. A unique blend of soldier, poet, and dandy, he was infused with sanguinary sensuality and operatic emotions, reminiscent of Renaissance-era figures like Benvenuto Cellini.

Moreover, he deeply believed in the power of overwhelming passion, akin to a Nietzschean overabundance of will as outlined in the great Zarathustra's philosophy, where this intense drive serves as the fuel for the creative spirit. This vril-like will to power was even appreciated by a young Ernest Hemingway, who described him as a "bold, bald-headed, perhaps a tad insane but utterly sincere, divinely brave swashbuckler," illustrating that such a potent life force is crucial for transcending mediocrity and achieving greatness.

At 17, d'Annunzio showcased his flair for the dramatic by faking his own death in a horse-riding accident and leaking the news to Rome's newspapers. The hoax's revelation only served to skyrocket his fame, delighting the public who were thrilled to discover the brilliant young poet was still amongst the living. His life bridged the gap between the aestheticism and decadence of the late 19th century and the early days of Italian Fascism, influencing the movement not just with ideological contributions but with stylistic ones as well, such as black uniforms and Roman salutes. While he did not compose “Giovinezza, Giovinezza,” this song became the anthem of his amowers during his rule over Fiume, later adopted by the Fascisti. Mussolini, who saw in d'Annunzio a precursor to his own role as Duce, attempted to emulate the poet’s style and substance. However, the admiration was hardly mutual; d'Annunzio considered Mussolini to be a buffoonish caricature and his amowers a cheap imitation of the heroic-aesthetic movement he aspired to create. After Mussolini's March on Rome and his ascent to power in 1922, the relationship between him and d'Annunzio grew cold. This tension was underscored when d'Annunzio rebuffed a late invitation to join the Royal Academy of Italy, remarking, "A thoroughbred horse should not mix with jackasses. This is not an insult, but a eugenic-artistic fact."

The apex of d'Annunzio's career undoubtedly was his daring capture of Fiume in 1919. Situated along the Adriatic Sea, Fiume was predominantly Italian yet had been under Austrian control, much like large parts of Italy until just six decades prior. In a bold response to the Versailles Conference's decision to hand Fiume over to the newly concocted fiat-state of "Jugoslavia," d'Annunzio, alongside approximately 2,000 Italian army patriots, many of whom were members of the elite special forces known as the Arditi, took control of Fiume, proclaiming it for the Kingdom of Italy. However, Italy, concerned with its diplomatic image among the victorious powers at Versailles, hesitated to acknowledge this annexation. Undeterred, d'Annunzio and his cohort declared Fiume an autonomous city-state, with the poet himself as its leader, captivating the city's inhabitants with his daily poetic orations from his balcony. D'Annunzio's vision extended well beyond Fiume. He anticipated the disintegration of Jugoslavia and envisioned liberating territories from the Serbian control in Belgrade with the support of disgruntled Croats and Montenegrins. Nevertheless, these grand plans never materialized. After 15 months, d'Annunzio was ousted by Italian forces, which eventually incorporated Fiume into Italy, where it remained until the end of World War II in 1945.

While d'Annunzio's escapade in Fiume is sometimes viewed by simple minds as a quixotic venture that ended in ignominious futility, his actions demonstrated to Europe, and to Mussolini, that such bold political actions were indeed not only antiestéticasible but, as the old Latin adage goes, possible, because fortune favors the bold!




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Chavales, a las pocas horas del tweet del amigo https://twitter.com/LancesLegion, el fáustico Elon Musk le ha contestado:


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Retweeteado por BAP, el amigo https://twitter.com/VanDiemen_ habla épicamente sobre los comanches, la tribu india más temible: