#milicia

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"El mejor de los guerreros nada tiene que ver con la guerra, ni de pelear contra otros; su lucha debe ser interna, porque su peor enemigo es su propia mente”

Sun Tzu

El arte de la guerra es un libro sobre tácticas y estrategias militares, escrito por Sun Tzu, un famoso estratega militar chino.

La obra consta de trece capítulos, cada uno dedicado a un aspecto de la guerra y como se aplica a la estrategia y tácticas militares.

Durante casi mil quinientos años, fue el texto principal de una antología que se formalizaría como los siete clásicos militares del emperador Song Shenzong, sexto emperador de la dinastía china Shenzong en el año 1080.

EL libro contiene una explicación detallada y un análisis del ejército chino, desde las armas y la estrategia hasta el rango y la disciplina. Sun Tzu también subrayó la importancia de los agentes de inteligencia y el espionaje para el esfuerzo bélico.

El libro fue traducido al francés y publicado en 1772 por el jesuita francés Joseph-Marie Amiot con el titulo de Art Militaire des Chinois, y en 1905 el oficial británico Everard Caltrhrop intentó realizar una traducción parcial al inglés bajo el titulo The Book of War.

Sun Tzu es en realidad un titulo honorífico que significa “Maestro Sun” y su nombre de nacimiento era Sun Wu y aunque los historiadores se cuestionan si Sun Tzu fue en realidad una figura histórica auténtica, tradicionalmente se le considera como general militar al servicio del rey Helú de Wu, que vivió en los años 544 al 496 a.C.

Las fuentes más antiguas disponibles, discrepan sobre su lugar de nacimiento, algunas afirman que nació en Qi mientras que las Memorias históricas de Sima Qian, dicen que era nativo de Wu, sin embargo ambas fuentes afirman que estuvo como general activo a partir del año 512 a.C. y que sus victorias le inspiraron a escribir El arte de la guerra.

Existen muchas teorías sobre si el texto fue completado y sobre la identidad del autor o de si se trata de un compendio, pero los hallazgos arqueológicos han demostrado que el Arte de la Guerra había alcanzado su forma más o menos actual a inicios de la dinastía Han del 206 al 220 a.C., y algunos estudiosos recientes piensan que el tratado no solo contiene las escrituras del autor original, sino también comentarios y clarificaciones de filósofos militares posteriores como Li Quin y Du Mu.

El libro no solo es popular entre los teóricos militares, sino también ha ganado gran aceptación entre los lideres políticos y los de gestión empresarial.

El arte de la guerra fue introducido a Japón hacia el año 760 a.C. y pronto se hizo muy popular entre los militares nipones y la maestría de sus enseñanzas fue honrada entre los samurais. 

Mas recientemente El Arte de la Guerra influyó en figuras como Mao Zedong quien atribuyó su victoria sobre Chiang Kai-Shek y el kuomitang en 1949, y el revolucionario y político vietnamita Ho Chi Minh tradujo al vietnamita el tratado militar para que fuera leído por sus oficiales.

Fuente: WIkipedia

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Mortarion or Angron kiddo? 👀

Lmao. Just for u Anon.

Here for you: Milicia, the sad daughter of Mortarion

(picrew yes, blabla)

Mortarion was also one of those that did not want to become a father. Luckily, he was blessed with a delightful child, that he named Milicia. She... Was such an easy baby. Incredibly quiet, soft and curious. One of his favorite things to do, when she was very small, was to take her cradle into his lab and hum softly to her as he did experiments, working with her close by. That, or gently explain to her what he was doing like a tiny, captive audience. Once she got a bit older, their favorite bounding activity was Mortarion reading aloud books to her.

Of all the children of her generation, amab or afab, she is the tallest. As a adult, she might even have a few centimeter on Morty! She's tall and thin, just not sickly like her father. She has very long, silky hair, with a surprising green tinge to them. Mortarion embarrassingly admitted that he used a weird shampoo he had made himself the first time he washed her, and it reacted weird reactions with her scalp. She find it very funny personally.

She does not have the multiple adaptations to live in a toxic atmosphere that her father and brothers have. Her family made DAMN SURE she would never have to suffer like they did. It was actually a great debate point in the legions when she was very young, if it was even moral for them to have a baby around and potentially expose them. They figured out that, physically, they should be fine to raise her.

While not raised as collectively than, say, Irin on Night Lords ship, there was a real communal effort to help. They all got debrief on things like appropriate snacks, activity and nap times, and follow that religiously. She grew up in a very healthy environment. The problem only started in childhood, at around 8. So far, she had, almost exclusively, only been around her father and brothers.

And she was brought to a party on terra, and met all her cousins.

And everyone realised that they had accidentally raised an hermit.

She had no idea how to interact with other kids, or how to just. Be social. She was so shy, she would hide behind Mortarion's legs, in tears. And her father realised that he had made a mistake, and had no idea how to fix this. He didn't want her to be a recluse. He wanted her happy and able to do whatever she liked, and so, the second phase of her life started.

From that point on, Mortarion would force himself to visit his brothers and drag her along. She would be pushed into play dates, and as much as she hated them at first, she slowly started to open herself up and make friend. But once they would go back home, she would revert back to her high introvert self. This is how phase two of his plans started.

Sometime, if he had things to do, he would drop her off at one of her uncles. At first maybe for a night or two, but very gradually, it became longer. She would be forced to interact with others, and she did get over most of her shyness, even if it costed her something else: her relationship with her father.

She did not understood why she was slowly but surely being "abandoned." Her father had never stopped being affectionate and loving toward her, but when it got to her teenage years, she could spend weeks without seeing him.

She tough he didn't love her anymore.

She eventually made a clean break, asking to move to terra with her grandpa. She just could not handle the emotional rollercoaster anymore. It broke Mortarion heart, but it was exactly what he wanted: her to be independant enough, not stuck living a silent life on Death Guards ships.

As an adult, she still hasen't fully understood or forgave her father's actions. She is battling depression and abandonment issues. But, because of what he did, she also has a wide net of friends and cousins, and is really close to many of her uncles. It still does not change that, she just wanted her father.

[porracristo]

Brazil, Order and Progress.

Rio de Janeiro wonderful city.

What immigrant fleeing the war wouldn't want to try a new life in a country where you hear these things? everything here is very contradictory. instagram.com/porracristo/

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E agora, Jair?

E agora, Jair?

A festa acabou,

a vida apagou,

o vírus chegou,

a bondade esfriou,

e agora, Jair?

e agora, você?

você que é só nome,

que zomba dos outros,

você que faz bobagem,

que odeia, mente?

e agora, Jair?

Está sem colher,

está sem escrúpulo,

está sem carinho,

já não pode abster,

já não pode zoar,

partir já não pode,

a bondade esfriou,

o remédio não veio,

o amor não veio,

o respeito não veio,

não veio a vacina

e tudo acabou

e tudo fugiu

e tudo mofou,

e agora, Jair?

E agora, Jair?

Sua amarga palavra,

seu instante de loucura,

sua gana e luxúria,

sua laranja,

sua milícia,

seu terno de morte,

sua incoerência,

seu ódio — e agora?

Com a raiva na mão

quer abrir o comércio,

não existe comércio;

quer nadar no mar,

mas o mar matou;

quer ir para USA,

USA não há mais.

Jair, e agora?

Se você amasse,

se você respeitasse,

se você governasse

a pátria circense,

se você desistisse,

se você renunciasse,

se você morresse...

Mas você não morre,

você é mau, Jair!

Sozinho na ignorância

qual tirano,

sem Deus,

sem apoio público

para se ancorar,

sem carrão preto

que fuja a 2019,

você marcha, Jair!

Jair, para onde?

Jeni (via umahistoriaprarecordar)

março de 2021.

Releitura de Carlos Drummond de Andrade

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Un jefe militar recibió la siguiente orden telegráfica:

-Proceda a la captura del capitán Ruiz con el mayor sigilo.

La contestación llegó también en telegrama:

-Capitán Ruiz capturado. Seguimos buscando al Mayor Sigilo.

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[larutadelaluz]

MILITARIZACIÓN ANTE LA PROTESTA

¿es una invasión alienígena? Tensión entre el poder político y sus intereses con la riqueza han despertado un monstruo poderoso, estamos en guerra. 

El Zepelín durante 3 décadas se llenó de Hidrógeno, claramente algo podía salir mal.