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the current administration would totally fall for the Trojan horse. they'd take promo pictures of it on the white house lawn and the president would be on TV talking about how it's made of a big beautiful American lumber or some shit.

stealingpotatoes

sometimes when life gets tough you just have to make ancient roman dictator julius caesar do the stateside dance

brashbuster

Evolution of Linus Clawing at the Door in Peanuts (1957 - 2014)

dative-ciceroni-pizza

paraclausithyron

officialpenisenvy

CIL VI, 35887 = CLE 1532 = EDR120786:

Cara mieis vixi, virgo vitam reddidi. / Mortua heic ego sum et sum cinis, is cinis terrast. / Sein est terra dea, ego sum dea, mortua non sum. / Rogo te, hospes, noli ossa mea violare. / Mus vixit annos XIII.

Dear to mine I lived, life I left as a maiden. / Here I am dead and I am dust, and dust is earth. / And if Earth is a goddess, I am a goddess, I am not dead. / I ask you, stranger, do not wish to desecrate my bones. / Mus lived thirteen years.

a touching mixed-metre epitaph for a young girl: nearly identical verses appear in the epitaph of young Utilis (CIL VI, 29609 = CLE 974 = EDR144568), and both share a common theme with an epigram attributed to Pseudo-Epicharmus (D.L. Page, p. 154).

εἰμὶ νεκρός, νεκρὸς δὲ κόπρος, γῆ δ' ἡ κόπρος ἐστίν· / εἰ δ' ἡ γῆ θεός ἔστ', οὐ νεκρὸς ἀλλὰ θεός.

I am a corpse, a corpse is dung, and earth is dung too; / and if Earth is a god, I am not a corpse but a god.

#'dust' is an ok translation I guess but 'ashes' is more accurate for the context

astrothii

the whole trojan war could have been avoided if paris just. ate the apple in one comically large bite. athena, hera, and aphrodite would have been stunned into silence.

caiusjuliuscaesar

don't care #apotheosis

kyleesarthell

Welp, I'm fixated on Minoan styled art again, have these houses

sksjjsjwjejsjwos

this might just be THE worst review oat 🥀

ilions-end

gods saving aeneas in the iliad

aphrodite:

apollo:

poseidon:

Aineias he lifted high from the ground, and slung him through the air so that many ranks of fighting men, many ranks of horses, were overvaulted by Aineias, hurled by the god’s hand.

fieriframes

[The Rutulians are terrified as Aeneas rushes into battle.]

spineless-lobster

Shit man, this trojan war is fucked. I just saw a guy raise his hands to the sky and say “grey-eyed athena, strengthen my spear” or some similar shit, and he felled 27 men at once before being whisked away by divine mist. The narrator didn’t even mention him, that’s how common shit like this is. My ass is stuck with a bow and 2 arrows. I think I just heard “would to god my rage, my fury would drive me now to hack your flesh away and eat you raw” two groups over. I gotta get the fuck outta here.

baejax-the-great

So there you are, number one employee at your company, team lead, bringing in more profit by yourself than the rest of the employees combined and everyone knows it. And then one day, against the advice of all the other team leads, the CEO violates a safety measure, and yeah, people start dying.

Everyone knows it's the CEO's fault. Everyone knows how to fix it. But the CEO does nothing, digs his head in the sand, and pretends like shit is normal. And people are dying.

So you, young hotshot that you are, call an all hands meeting and get a specialist to explain what the problem is. It's easily solved, but it will cost money, and that money is going to have to come from the CEO.

The CEO throws a shitfit. He doesn't want to solve the problem. He doesn't want to admit under overwhelming evidence that it's his fault. But he agrees to do so under one condition--he's not paying to fix it--you are. He's taking your bonus and you can get fucked. As it turns out, the CEO, whose entire pile of wealth has come directly from your hard work, thinks you fucking suck.

Not a single one of your colleagues protests on your behalf, probably because they know that if they speak up, he'll just take their bonuses, too.

So what do you do? Do you continue working for Mr. "idc if my employees die as long as I get mine?" Do you quit? Do you take the wealth you've accumulated working for this guy and go home? Do you stab the worst boss you've ever had in front of every other employee at the company?

Anyway that's book 1 of the Iliad

mcaelius

which ancient roman do you think would make shitty powerpoints about teamwork with dated memes and way too many transition effects that they’d force the others to watch

cicero i fear is an obvious choice BUT i think his powerpoints would be. tasteful. a little bit. so instead i turn to

thoodleoo

she arma on my virum til i cano

finelythreadedsky

oh come on. when cassandra's screaming about how the house of atreus smells like slaughter and she can see children holding their own entrails on the roof of the stage building-- right behind the theater of dionysus is the altar of dionysus. where they have been killing animals and roasting their entrails for the dionysia. the smell of blood probably really was coming from the direction of the stage building.