#clotaire

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not sure what to post on tumblr for now so have a 11/11 oc scribble LMFAOCNDSKJNBFDJHBS

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Le Général Brice Clotaire Oligui Nguema reçoit des groupes d'investisseurs chinois

Le Président de la Transition a rassuré la Chine concernant les sollicitations en vue de trouver des consensus mutuellement bénéfiques.

Le Président de la Transition a rassuré ses hôtes quant à l’examen de toutes leurs sollicitations en vue de trouver des consensus mutuellement bénéfiques. Poursuivant son séjour dans la capitale chinoise, le Président de la Transition, Président de la République, Chef de l’État le Général Brice Clotaire Oligui Nguema a échangé ce jour avec plusieurs groupes d’investisseurs et opérateurs…

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Le « duo qui assure » de Mercedes-Benz Dijon

Un directeur de concession et un assureur spécialiste des flottes automobiles ont beaucoup de choses à partager. Tel est le « constat » de Clotaire Royer et Florian Quillivic, qui prévoient d’animer à leur façon la belle maison Mercedes-Benz de Dijon. Explications. Florian Quillivic, assureur à Dijon et Sombernon, et Clotaire Royer, tout récent directeur de Mercedes-Benz Dijon, s’amusent pour la…

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Position Description for Mercury Astronaut

Record Group 255: Records of the National Aeronautics and Space AdministrationSeries: Reference Files of the Special Assistant

[underline] SS - 6.3 [/underline] [Stamped: Space Task Group] B

NATIONAL AERONAUTICS AND SPACE ADMINISTRATION

1520 H STREET NORTHWEST

WASHINGTON 25, D.C.

TELEPHONE: EXecutive 3-3260, TW: WA 755

IN REPLY REFER TO -

[Stamped: RECEIVED NASA SPACE TASK GROUP JUN 19 2 01PM '59]

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Lt. Paul P. Bennett, Jr.

BuPers - A3122

Arlington Annex, Rm. 2603

Washington 25, D. C.

Dear Lt. Bennett:

In accordance with our telephone conversation of June 15 the following is a resume of the position description for the Mercury Astronauts.

[underline] Position Title [/underline]: Mercury Astronaut

[underline] Duties [/underline]: Participates in indoctrination, developmental research, and pre-flight training programs under conditions simulating flight profiles of the type expected to be encountered with Project Mercury. Operates and/or observes fixed-base and moving-base simulator tests, serves as subject-under-test, and assists in the analysis of data for the evaluation and development of various boosters and of communication telemetry, display, vehicle-contol, envirornmental-control and other systems involved in launch, atmospheric escape, orbital flight, re-entry, landing and recovery. Participates in specialized training exercises such as centrifuge programs to build up tolerances to motions and forces associated with launch, flight without gravity, and atmospheric reentry, and to develop proficiency and confidence for vehicle operation under such conditions.

Sincerely yours,

/s/

Clotaire Wood

Technical Assistant to the Deputy Administrator

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Saint Eligius

590-660

Feast Day: December 1

Patronage: goldsmiths, metalworkers, ironworkers, blacksmiths, mechanics, locksmiths, taxi drivers, horses

Saint Eligius was born in France and became a skilled metalsmith. His fame spread and he was appointed “master of the mint” by King ClotaireII for his honesty and skill. With the wealth he acquired, Eligius ransomed slaves, built churches and monasteries and was generous to the poor. After serving in the French court to Clotaire’s son, Eligius became a priest in 640 and eventually a bishop and preached throughout France and Belgium, converting many. He used his talents and wealth for society and the people. He was widely venerated during the middle ages.

Prints, plaques & holy cards available for purchase here: (website)

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beating hearts [l'amour ouf] by gilles l ellouche

i had the opportunity to see l’amour ouf in advance, with the cast in attendance, but unfortunately, my experience was far from positive. after only 30 minutes of q&a, i had to leave the theater. benoît poelvoorde's personality disappointed me so much that i preferred to leave.

the film has two major characteristics: it feels like a script straight out of wattpad, and the production resembles a typical netflix movie. if you’re not a big movie fan, you might find some enjoyment in it, but for a cinephile, it’s a complete waste of time.

script and writing the screenplay is disappointing, bordering on caricature. the writing feels rushed, with characters whose motivations lack depth. i enjoyed the romance between the young jackie and clotaire(though the names are a questionable choice), but everything deteriorates quickly once the characters become adults.

as the protagonist, jackie is simply incomprehensible. as a teenager, she had a promising future, but as an adult, she becomes a character without purpose, focused solely on an uninteresting romance with a man. it’s frustrating to see a female character reduced to so little when she had potential. her only obsession seems to be clotaire, with no hobbies or personal goals.

in contrast, clotaire has a bit more substance: her objective is clear (to find jackie or take revenge). but again, the development remains weak. the overall writing of the characters lacks subtlety, which is particularly frustrating for fans of well-crafted narratives.

acting while mallory wanecque and malik frikah bring a refreshing energy to the younger versions of the characters, the adult performances by adèle exarchopoulos and françois civil leave much to be desired. i found their acting flat and devoid of nuance. furthermore, i don’t understand why they made adult jackie so foolish. this abrupt and inexplicable shift in her character's portrayal makes the film hard to appreciate.

positive aspects the only positive thing for me is the visual quality of the film. the images are beautiful, and it’s clear that careful work was done on the aesthetics. however, this is insufficient to compensate for the shortcomings in writing and acting.

conclusion in summary, l’amour ouf is a film that lacks depth, both in its script and its characters. if you’re looking for something light and mindless, you might find it enjoyable. but for a cinephile expecting complexity and realism, this film is a real disappointment. modern french films sometimes suffer from a lack of quality, and l’amour ouf is a glaring example of this.

[transsexualism]

hello! long time follower here :) I just wanted to ask if you have any nice resources on translation... if everything goes well, I'm starting a degree in translation and interpretation later this year, and I wanna be a little caught up on the topic :)) no pressure tho!

hi bestie ! this will heavily depend on what your source language is seeing as successful translation depends not only on your knowledge of the language itself, but also your understanding of the two different cultures and therefore ability to find equivalence between them. i would recommend meaning across cultures by eugene nida and something on linguistic relativity aka the sapir-whorf hypothesis (looking up just now, the anthropology of language by h ottenheimer looks promising if basic but i havent actually read it so i cant vouch for it). this is the key linguistic theory that is the foundation of translation as a general field. also i found the culture code by clotaire rapaille just now in recommended reading for my cultural linguistics class, which may be insightful

im unable to rec anything on methodology or specific aspects of translation as a process, partly because as i said it will greatly vary depending on the source language and partly because im not taught in english and therefore most of the resources im familiar with arent in english either fjdjdjdj

i hope it turns out well !!! im excited for you

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chlothar i: overview

(sometimes spelled clothar, lothar, or clotaire)

chlothar was the king that first grabbed my attention when I was learning about the franks. To give you a quick view of his character--he killed two of his nephews (who were still children) to remove the possibility of them growing up and making a claim on a portion of the kingdom. It wasn't even his own idea, it was his brother Childebert who had originally pitched this scheme.

The impression most seem to get from Chlothar is that of a scheming, amoral king, doing whatever needs to be done to seize and hold onto as much power as he can. This strategy seemed to work out decently well for him, as he did outlive his three brothers and in turn obtain all of their lands and more.

Chlothar was the youngest of Clovis' sons, inheriting the smallest share of the kingdom upon his fathers death. (Clovis had his lands divided among his four sons, rather than choosing a single heir. I will discuss this more in the future)

He would have been a teenager when he first became king, over the region of Soissons. Over the next 50 years, Chlothar would accumulate six wives, nine children (and probably more that were not legitimized/documented), and the lands of Orleans, Reims, and Paris. Around 558, he would gain his father's title, "King of All Franks"

Chlothar frequently teamed up with his brothers to subjugate neighbouring peoples like the Thuringians and Burgundians. He also teamed up with his brothers to attempt to wrest power from his other brothers, or sometimes was the one being teamed up on.

Chlothar's wives:

After the death of his brother Chlodomer, he married his widow Guntheuc as a means of obtaining his assets.

His second wife Radegund was a Thuringian princess, who he took as a war prize when she was still a child. She would go on to found her own monastery and become an influential religious figure free from her husband.

His wives Ingund and Aregund were sisters. Gregory of Tours describes a story where Ingund asks Chlothar to "find a suitable wealthy husband" for her sister. Chlothar then decided he would be a suitable husband, and goes ahead with marrying Aregund.

->E.T. Dailey's biography of Radegund makes an interesting argument for these two women not being "official" queens at the time, instead given the title retroactively, since they were the mothers of the kings that Gregory lived under.

His wife Chunsina is mentioned one entire time in The History of the Franks as being the mother of his son Chramn.

Finally, he took his grand-nephew's widow Vuldetrada as a wife for a very short period of time, because the church got so mad at him about it that he annulled the marriage.

Another event that contributes to Chlothar's infamy is the murder of his own son. After accumulating a large portion of land on his own, Chlothar's son Chramn sought to break away from his father's control. He even teamed up with his uncle Childebert to attempt this, but was unsuccessful. What ensued was a war with his own father, where he fought with his half brothers and was eventually chased into Brittany, where he took refuge with their king Chanao.

The war ended with Chlothar himself defeating both Chanao and Chramn in battle, after which he would have Chramn stranged to death and burned with his family in a cottage. What a supportive father!

Chlothar lived into his 60s (a big deal for the time, giving him the epithet "the old") and died from a fever (sometimes people say it was out of remorse for killing Chramn--Gregory even describes it happening exactly one year after the death of Chramn). Gregory attributes some very conceited last words to him:

"What kind of a God kills such great kings in this way?"

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The Obskertans

Obskerta, a kingdom of shadow and storm. In times immemorial two great fragments of the pillar fell on the border of the dawn touched forests of the Lightweaver and the parched mesas of the Stormcatcher. There they spread a darkness unlike anything dragonkind had ever born witness to, great shadow magic flooded the land and strangled the light from the area. In this violent land a dynasty took root and through the generations its progeny has produced the king Clotaire. May he rule eternal.

Obskerta is a monarchy teetering on the very precipice of launching itself as a major world power, or at least that's what its king Clotaire would like to have one believe. While it make come off as grandtsanding, the small nation has made a name for itself in recent years for its more than expansionist mindset after a bloody civil war in which the king killed all fourteen of his siblings in a bid for the throne.

Cloaked in steam and shadow Obskerta's primary export are its consructs brought to life through electromancy and the binding of the souls of the dearly departed to their machinations. With this near-endless source of of labor the nation's infrastructure grows more and more each day, and rumor has it that the king has set his sights on the Sea of A Thousand Currents.

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Prompt# 17: Sally

The broken path was defensible. Were one inclined to destroy the already daunting approach weaving down the leeward side it would be impregnable. A pity that there was no sign of the courier atop the peak, otherwise the job would have been firmly in hand with naught for the lone remaining competitor to do about it. Or completely irrecoverable if the cadre turning that lonesome summit into their private research outpost were so inclined to claim the prize themselves.

It was almost unfair how simple the task had been for them. A swift jaunt to Ishgard, before traipsing overland and following the lengthy ascent to their current location. Their chosen leader, Clotaire, waxed nostalgic about the lost approach as Ellory nodded along without paying much mind. It was not like she disagreed, having experienced just how miserable it was circumventing the longer, less perilous, path herself winding through the mountains. It simply did not matter in the moment. Merciless were getting further ahead by the moment. Or at least had the potential to. So after too little rest, and far too much failed efforts to recruit the cadre to their side, there was little more to be done save to venture forth once more.

"While I understand the strategic element of your request, I must regrettably decline. I had more than my fill of bloodshed in my youth. I cannot countenance more."

"Well…" With a defeated sigh, the hyurgadyn adjusted the sword at her hip once more, "At least offer them no safe haven."

That garnered a small smile, and an agreeable nod, "Of course. Should they possess the means to cause mischief we will bar their approach."

While it seemed unlikely they would opt to travel that path, it was some relief to think there may yet be a place to retreat to should the situation turn dire.

So with one last hot drink, the crew decamped and shuffled further on in search of the pass opening toward the old paths to Northreach. Little to the voyage beyond panting breaths and muffled curses whenever a foot turned on loose stone or narrow footpaths forced them to press back against the stone and shuffle through ilms at a time. At least they were turning more leeward, offering some respite from the wind. And a lovely panoramic view of Ablathia's Spine, from the frozen ribbons of old rivers to the evergreens capped turns-long by heavy snowfall. Picturesque, even to those with little time to pay mind to it.

It was only when they came nearer a broad clearing, warily edging around the side, did they come across an odd snuffling sound. A massive beast rooted about, several times larger than the Hellsguard accompanying them. Shaggy fur tinkling from clinging icicles with each movement it made. Massive fists yanking up some sort of tubers from a patch of earth well churned by its search. And to one side, a small auri woman. Their slender body leaning up against the side of a rugged spruce, bruises mottling the exposed sight of their face and one horn snapped clean off. If not for the slow rise and fall of their chest, they would have thought her a corpse.

Oliver whispered under his breath, "That may well be the woman we've been looking for."

"Remarkably hale for a carcass." Closing her eyes, Arlette took several beats before adding, "Bad shape. Should we attack?"

A crunch of careless feet rounded the further side of that small pass. Ozbeg at the lead as Merciless brazenly intruded upon the scene, either due to ignorance or arrogance. They seemed a bit short on allies. Even the more forgiving pass was not a kindly one. Whirling about, the beast rose to its full height. More impressive considering just how much of it had been masked by its previous hunch.

"Snow ape?" Oliver suggested, with a faint frown. Tasting the words to see if he really appreciated them.

With one snatch of a meaty hand, it plucked up the drowsing Raen and thrust her up toward its massive, tusked jaws. There was a collective wince as it bite down hard. Thankfully, just to clasp the back of the woman's jacket, before leaving its bounty behind to leap high up toward the jagged stone of a nearby outcrop. Sure hands and feet finding purchase on rock that looked sharp enough to slice clean through all but the sturdiest of mountaineering boots as it ascended swiftly. A single baleful glance thrown back at the lot of them, before it leapt off further into the distance.

Ellory did not pay it much mind. Neither did Ozbeg, as he turned slowly to take in the sight of them peering out from their rocky cover.

"Shall we combine our efforts to recover-" Bless his heart, but Oliver did attempt some matter of diplomacy."

"No." The xaela interjected. A familiar weapon in his hand.

"Good." Ellory drew her sword, body already beginning to shiver in anticipation. Crater loomed near behind with lips peeled back in a snarl and halberd at the ready. River clutched heavy hatchets in each hand with an look cold enough to challenge the snowfall.

The two hyur drew their own weapons, "Of course not."

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Gabon’s leader of the transition Gen. Brice Clotaire Oligui Nguema has instructed the Foreign ministry to launch an embassy in Rwanda as soon as possible, the office of the Gabonese leader announced in a statement following a meeting with Gabonese living in the central African country on Monday October 16.

Nguema visited on October 16 President Paul Kagame as part of a regional tour to end Gabon’s isolation following his seizure of power on August 30 in a coup against longtime leader Ali Bongo Ondimba.

Both leaders, according to Nguema’s office, discussed the transition process underway in Gabon, the security situation in Africa and the ECCAS region, and opportunities for collaboration between Gabon and Rwanda.

Following the meeting, the Gabonese leader also met with Gabonese citizens living in Rwanda and pledged the launch of an embassy in Kigali. There are around 1,500 Gabonese in Rwanda. Both countries do not have diplomatic representations as of now.

interesting.... [18 Oct 23]

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Le Général Brice Clotaire Oligui Nguema visite la Grande muraille de Chine en marge de sa participation au Sommet Chine- Afrique

La visite du Président de la Transition témoigne de son attachement aux valeurs d'abnégation, et au sens du devoir ...

La visite du Président de la Transition sur ce site historique témoigne de son attachement aux valeurs d’abnégation, au sens du devoir et de protection d’une nation incarnées par son armée. Séjournant en République Populaire de Chine à l’invitation de son homologue chinois SE Xi Jinping, le Général Brice Clotaire Oligui Nguema, Président de la Transition, Président de la République, Chef de…

[momolady]

Hello, you asked if i remembered more details about a story i read a long time ago and i was not sure if it was yours...

The monster was kinda agressive, but it was responsive (they talked), and the main girl was afraid of getting close to it. It was quite a slowburn to be honest i remember the main point of the story was the girl trying to get it to trust her. She was afraid at first, but was trying to help.

Maybe Rube the Orc? Part 1, Part 2, Part 3

Adriel the Seraph?

Maybe Clotaire the Pegasus?

Maybe this gets us closer to solving the mystery.

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THE DESCRIPTION OF SAINT GERTRUDE OF NIVELLES The Patron Saint of Cats Feast Day: March 17

In this age of viral cat videos and kitten memes for every occasion, it’s no surprise that cats have a saint of their own. Yet in the Christian West, the treatment of cats hasn't always been one of appreciation and protection.

So when did the church have a change of heart when it comes to our feline friends? And of all the saints, why Gertrude of Nivelles? Who was this holy woman with the cat in her arms?

Gertrude was born in Nivelles (a city in modern-day Belgium) in 626 into a family of wealthy nobles. Her father, Pepin I (Pepin of Landen), was mayor of the palace of Austrasia under the Frankish kings Clotaire II, Dagobert I, and Sigebert III. Her mother, Itta, was believed to be the daughter of the bishop of Metz. Gertrude was the fourth and youngest child in the family.

In the Middle Ages, aristocrats acquired power through strategic intermarriages with other noble families. Pepin arranged such a marriage between his elder daughter, Begga, and the son of another powerful bishop, a union that eventually led to the founding of the Carolingian dynasty; their son Pepin II became ruler of the entire Frankish empire.

According to a medieval biography of Gertrude, Pepin had similar designs for her. When Gertrude was 10 years old, Pepin hosted a banquet for King Dagobert, during which the king asked Gertrude to marry the son of a duke. She refused him, stating she would neither marry him nor any man, but would take Christ alone as her bridegroom.

Gertrude fulfilled this promise with the help of her mother. Upon Pepin’s death in 640, Itta was confronted with the question of how to protect her young daughter from predatory suitors hoping to ally with her family’s wealth and power. This was a time when men not uncommonly kidnapped young women and girls for marriage. On the advice of a bishop, Itta built a double monastery in Nivelles, one for men and one for women. She appointed Gertrude as the abbess of the women’s monastery and entered religious life there herself. When Itta died in 652, Gertrude took over the entire monastery.

As abbess of Nivelles, Gertrude left the administration of the monastery to other trusted nuns and monks so she could devote more time to studying scripture and caring for the sick, elderly, and poor. She used the property her mother willed to her to build churches, monasteries, and hospices. Nivelles became well-known for its welcome of pilgrims, both lay and religious. Among these pilgrims were two Irish brothers, Follian and Ultan, who built a monastery on a tract of land called Fosses that had belonged to Itta and Gertrude.

By the time Gertrude was 32 years old, she had become so weak from constant fasting and keeping vigils that she resigned as abbess and appointed her niece as her successor. Her biography claims she spent her last days praying intensely and wearing a hair shirt.

In March 659, sensing her death was near, she sent a monk to Fosses to ask Ultan if he knew the hour of her death. Ultan predicted she would die the next day during Mass.

His prophecy became true: Gertrude died on March 17 at the age of 33.

Gertrude was venerated as a saint immediately after her death, with churches erected in her honor and many miracles attributed to her. One miracle that seems to have occurred in her lifetime involves an ocean voyage by her Irish monk friends, during which a sea monster appeared and threatened to capsize their ship. Upon invoking Gertrude's name, the sea monster suddenly disappeared and the monks survived.

The story of this miracle explains the origins of a drink called 'Sinte Geerts Minne' or 'Gertrudenminte' commonly taken by seamen in the Middle Ages to ensure a safe journey.

A likelier reason is Gertrude's association with rats and mice. Representations of Gertrude going back to the Middle Ages portray her with a rodent or two scurrying around her feet or running up the staff of her crozier.

Gertrude's intercession to ward off disease-carrying rodents would have made her an important saint to call upon when much of Europe was decimated by bubonic plague. Since cats are the animal most people think of as the natural predator of rats and mice, it doesn't take much imagination to extend Gertrude’s patronage to protecting cats.

Source: U.S. Catholic

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Clotaire Ier:

Killed his 7 yo nephew without a second thought. And his 10 yo nephew. And a bunch of other family members.

Clotaire II:

His dad killed his first wife to marry Clotaire's mom and so his dad was later murdered by CLotaire's aunt in retaliation and a bunch of his cousins and brothers all died suspiciously and basically he's got a tragic backstory

Dates indicated are dates of reign