Silver Stater from Tarsos, Cilicia by Datames the Satrap of Cilicia and Cappadocia from 384 to 362 BC, struck c. 384-372 BC

The coins shows a female head facing slightly left, wearing a single-pendant earring and necklace. On the reverse,  ‘TRDMW’ in Aramaic, a bearded and helmeted male head (Ares?) right, wearing a crested Athenian helmet.

Datames, the son of Kamisares and a Scythian mother, served as a member of the Persian king’s bodyguard before he became satrap of Cilicia and Cappadocia upon his father’s death in 384 BC. Throughout his early career, he put down a revolt in Lydia, defeated the rebel governor Thyos in Paphlagonia, and briefly occupied the city of Sinope. Because of these successes, the Persian king placed him in charge of the second war against Egypt, along with Pharnabazos and Tithraustes, satrap of Caria. Datames was first, however, detained by a local revolt in Kataonia, a territory within his satrapy. This time, his success incurred the king’s jealousy, and he was removed both from his command of the Egyptian expedition as well as the rule of his satrapy. Refusing to relinquish his authority, Datames himself revolted and became a virtually independent ruler. His initial success in this endeavor prompted the revolt of other satraps across the empire. Datames’ success, however, was short-lived. Distrust among the satraps disintegrated their rebellion and Datames himself was assassinated by Mithradates, the son of Ariobarzanes, satrap of Phrygia, in 362 BC.

(In antiquity, Cilicia was the south coastal region of Asia Minor, south of the central Anatolian plateau in Turkey.)

Ship of Destiny (spoilers)

I just finished reading Robin Hobb’s The Liveship Traders trilogy this morning. Absolutely FAN-BLOODY-TASTIC fantasy trilogy! I love how it’s done with multiple points of view, and even characters who you don’t, like Selden and the Satrap, you still get such a sense of their character!

Also, I LOVE LOVE LOVE the relationship between Althea and Brashen. Brashen’s just a big sweetheart! It’s so cute when they get separated and as soon as Brashen knows she’s alive comes searching for her. Pity he was too late to stop Kennit raping her and she has to tell him. I felt so sorry for Brashen at all his mixed feelings :( Fuck you Kennit for being a jerk-face. That being said, it was so sad when Kennit was reunited with Paragon just before he died. I cried.

But yeah, SO HAPPY Althea and Brashen got together! I was worried that one of them was going to die during the last book. I really really really hope that Robin Hobb writes another series about these characters.

Tetradrachm of Pixodaros (Satraps of Caria) 

Pixodaros was the brother of Hidrieus and son of Mausoleus.

Coin of Pixodaros, circa 341/0 - 336/5 BC. Silver tetradrachm with the head of Apollo facing slightly right, wearing laurel wreath, drapery at neck. On the reverse is Zeus Labraundos standing right; ΠIΞOΔAPOY to right. A masterpiece of late Classical engraving. Very rare denomination, and the finest known.

by Ancient Art

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my love

my love
thy hair is one kingdom
  the king whereof is darkness
thy forehead is a flight of flowers

thy head is a quick forest
  filled with sleeping birds
thy breasts are swarms of white bees
  upon the bough of thy body
thy body to me is April
in whose armpits is the approach of spring

thy thighs are white horses yoked to a chariot
  of kings
they are the striking of a good minstrel
between them is always a pleasant song

my love
thy head is a casket
  of the cool jewel of thy mind
the hair of thy head is one warrior
  innocent of defeat
thy hair upon thy shoulders is an army
  with victory and with trumpets

thy legs are the trees of dreaming
whose fruit is the very eatage of forgetfulness

thy lips are satraps in scarlet
  in whose kiss is the combinings of kings
thy wrists
are holy
  which are the keepers of the keys of thy blood
thy feet upon thy ankles are flowers in vases
  of silver

in thy beauty is the dilemma of flutes

  thy eyes are the betrayal
of bells comprehended through incense

e. e. cummings

my love
thy hair is one kingdom
the king whereof is darkness
thy forehead is a flight of flowers
thy head is a quick forest
filled with sleeping birds
thy breasts are swarms of white bees
upon the bough of thy body
thy body to me is April
in those armpits is the approach of spring
thy thighs are white horses yoked ti a chariot
of kings
they are the striking of a good minstrel
between them is always a pleasant song
my love
thy head is a casket
of the cool jewel of thy mind
the hair of thy head is one warrior innocent of defeat
thy hair upon thy shoulders is an army
with victory and with trumpets
thy legs are the trees of dreaming
whose fruit is the very eatage of forgetfulness
thy lips are satraps in scarlet
in whose kiss is the combinings of kings
thy wrists
are holy
which are the keepers of the keys of thy blood
thy feet upon thy ankles are flowers in vases
of silver
in thy beauty is the dilemma of flutes
thy eyes are the betrayal
of bells comprehended through incense
—  E. E. Cummings, my love
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I keep coming back to what seems to me to be the most inhumane thing of all, the inhumane thing that happened before the rage began to rise, and before the backlash began to build, and before the cameras and television lights, and before the tear gas and the stun grenades and the chants and the prayers. I keep coming back to the one image that was there before the international event began, before it became a television show and a symbol in flames and something beyond what it was in the first place. I keep coming back to one simple moment, one ghastly fact. One image, from which all the other images have flowed.

They left the body in the street.

Dictators leave bodies in the street.

Petty local satraps leave bodies in the street.

Warlords leave bodies in the street.

— 

The Body in the Street - Esquire

Nothing to add. Just shameful.

They left the body in the street.

Dictators leave bodies in the street.

Petty local satraps leave bodies in the street.

Warlords leave bodies in the street.

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THREE MEN DETERMINED TO SERVE THERE GOD.

Daniel 3 New International Version (NIV)

The Image of Gold and the Blazing Furnace
3 King Nebuchadnezzar made an image of gold, sixty cubits high and six cubits wide,[a] and set it up on the plain of Dura in the province of Babylon. 2 He then summoned the satraps, prefects, governors, advisers, treasurers, judges, magistrates and all the other provincial officials to come to the dedication of the…

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"They left the body in the street."

"Dictators leave bodies in the street.

Petty local satraps leave bodies in the street.

Warlords leave bodies in the street.

A police officer shot Michael Brown to death. And they left his body in the street. For four hours. Bodies do not lie in the street for four hours. Not in an advanced society. Bodies lie in the street for four hours in small countries where they have perpetual civil war.”

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