Category Culture

Charles Joseph Bonaparte, and the FBI

augustin-chiodetti-fbiCharles Joseph Bonaparte was born on June 9th 1851 in Baltimore, Maryland. He was an American politician and grandnephew of Napoleon I, and he died on June 28th, 1921 in the county of Baltimore. 

Son of Susan May Williams (1812-1881), daughter of a wealthy businessman from Baltimore, and Jérôme Napoleon Bonaparte (1805-1870). The latter being the son of Jérôme Bonaparte (the youngest brother of Emperor Napoleon I), and his first wife Elizabeth Patterson, whom he had married during a visit to New York in 1803.
After graduating from Harvard where he studied law, he worked as a lawyer in Baltimore and became a politician, reputed both locally and nationally.
Member of the Board of Indian Commissioners from 1902-1904, and President of the National Civil Service Reform League. 
In 1905, he ...
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Archeology/History : evidence of presence

bastia-cusi-archeology-1It goes without saying, that from the beginning of the island’s population, men travelled the territories that surrounded them – hunting, fishing, collecting shells along the shores, raising cattle and soon cultivated the slopes of Pigno. But, what evidence of their presence did they leave ? In truth, little – and only a trained eye and patient research, or sometimes luck, can reveal tiny signs of their passage – arrowheads found at Arinella, slivers of obsidian and rare shards collected on the hills overlooking Cardo and PaeseNovu, and a dug up cupule in a rock above Suerta
Source: Bastia cusi 
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Once upon a time there was a donkey .. a lovely short story from: Vescovato


One day, a donkey decided he was going to make fortune. There he was, breaking off his halter and running around the meadow. The grass was high and full of charm, although there was no lack of thistles. Feeling happy with himself, he brayed loudly – so loudly, a lion who happened to be quite near, heard him and decided to come and see what this was all about. At the sight of the donkey, he was quite astonished ! never had he seen such an animal. After a few minutes, he did however approach him, and asked :

‘How does one call you ?’
‘Harpalionu ?’
‘You are so strong that you believe you are above lions ?’
‘In the whole wide world, there is not one living being comparable’
‘Well ! since you have such a tremendous force, I’m going to propose you a deal’
‘And what ?’
‘It’s ...
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‘Ariola’ by Pedru-Felice Cuneo-Orlanducci

ampargu-a-lingua-corsaEveryone sees the world his own way
I travel within the maquis, what was once a country and humanity. The wind awakens amid the remains. There was a meadow here once upon a time, and a little further, men beat the grain.
Today, only the memory of their songs remains .. resonating in the oaks just above, when the air has the leaves singing, and blends with the singing of the birds, screaming a symphony of despair.
Melancholic ruins of a past that has flown to the limbo of the inaccessible – the splendour of an era that we like to dream about, witnesses of efforts of the human genius. What have you become ?
I have breathed your air once more, and felt your call after ten thousand years of absence, abyss, cries and mysteries...
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A few words on: The Greeks in Cargèse


The Greeks in Cargèse are a minority living in Corsica; culturally and linguistically related to the course of the population. And although the island was colonised locally by them, (notably, the town of Aléria), the population is more so that of the XVII century.
The Peloponnese peninsula of Uriginari Maina decided to abandon their homeland, occupied by the Ottomans, and a search for a new home started around 1663.

The territory was visited by John Stefanopoli. After the devastation carried out by the Ottomans, preparations were accelerated for the exodus. On October 3rd, 1675, seven hundred and thirty embarked on a ship – destination Genoa, arriving on January 1st, 1676.

With the money supplied by Genoa, the Greeks were able to construct five villages within a year...

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