Kandake

I'm sick of people making apologies for them.

I'm sick of the Candaces and the Carrie Prejeans and the Megans and everybody making apologies for them and the Tuckers making apologies.

Stop it.

Stop trying to rewrite the narrative.

... is that youngest generation is not buying into that stuff.

They're kind of raising their eyebrows at the Tucker and, and, and the Candaces.

And yes, they've got a lot of followers, but again, it's only a tiny, tiny percentage of the nation.

Um, there's a-

But over the last year, we've seen how true that was.

And you'll notice that these individuals, the Candaces, et cetera, they never would have spoken out and behaved like this while he was alive.

Because what people also need to understand about leadership and Charlie is that people feared him.

And I'm talking about healthy fear.

Secretary Mullen, I'd like to express my deep concern over reports of hazardous conditions for transgender immigrants in immigration and customs enforcement ICE detention facilities, resulting from Deliberate agency policies.

Some things bear repeating.

This is a result of deliberate agency policies, including the denial of medical care and removal of protections for transgender individuals.

He wants to give transgender illegal aliens implants.

"'Tell me,' Balthasar asked, "'is the water good in the wells of your capital?' "'Yes,' Balthasar replied in some surprise.

i am curious to know balkus continued how a dry conserve of fruit is made in ethiopia the king did not know what to answer now please tell me please she urged whereupon with a mighty effort of memory he tried to describe how ethiopian cooks preserve quinces in honey but she did not listen and suddenly she interrupted him my lord it is said that you love your neighbour queen candace is she more beautiful than i am do not deceive me more beautiful than you madam balthasar cried as he fell at the feet of balkis how could that possibly be well then her eyes her mouth her colour her throat the queen continued with his arms outstretched towards her balthasar cried give me but the little feather that has fallen on your neck and in return you shall have half my kingdom as well as the wise simbobitus and menkara the eunuch but she rose and fled with a ripple of dear laughter When the mage and the eunuch returned, they found their master plunged deep in thought, which was not his custom.

"'My lord,' asked Cymbalitas, "'have you concluded a good commercial treaty?' That day Balthasar supped with the queen of Sheba and drank the wine of the palm tree.

"'It is true, then,' said Balchus, as they supped together, "'that Queen Candace is not as beautiful as I.' "'Queen Candace is black,' replied Balthasar.' balkis looked expressively at balthasar one may be black and yet not ill-looking she said balkis cried the king he said no more but seized her in his arms and the head of the queen sank back under the pressure of his lips but he saw that she was weeping thereupon he spoke to her in the low caressing tones that nurses use to their nurslings he called her his little blossom and his little star why do you weep he asked and what must one do to dry your tears if you have a desire tell me and it shall be fulfilled she ceased weeping but she was sunk deep in thought he implored her a long time to tell him her desire and at last she spoke i wish to know fear and as balthasar did not seem to understand she explained to him that for a long time past she had greatly longed to face some unknown danger but she could not for the men and gods of sheba watched over her and yet she added with a sigh during the night i long to feel the delicious chill of terror penetrate my flesh to have my hair stand upon my head with horror oh it would be such joy to be afraid She twined her arms about the neck of the dusky king and said with the voice of a pleading child, Night has come.

This is a desert place." And he rose and went.

And there was an Ethiopian, a eunuch, a court official of Candace, queen of the Ethiopians, who was in charge of all her treasure.

He had come to Jerusalem to worship and was returning, seated in his chariot, and he was reading the prophet Isaiah.

And the Spirit said to Philip, "Go over and join this chariot." So Philip ran to him and heard him reading Isaiah the prophet and asked, "Do you understand what you are reading?" And he said, "How can I, unless someone guides me?" And he invited Philip to come up and sit with him.

And there was an Ethiopian.

It's the second half of verse 27.

There was an Ethiopian, a eunuch, a court official of Candace, queen of the Ethiopians, who was in charge of all her treasure.

He had come to Jerusalem to worship and was returning seated in his chariot, and he was reading the prophet Isaiah.

The Prior and the Abbey of St. Ives were in despair.

bailiff interrogated all passengers with his usual gravity mademoiselle kirkabon melted into tears mademoiselle st ives did not weep but she vented such deep sighs as seemed to testify to her sacramental disposition they were walking in this melancholy mood among the willows and the reeds upon the banks of the little river rentz when they perceived in the middle of the stream a large figure tolerably white with its two arms across its breast they screamed out and ran away but curiosity being stronger than any other consideration they slipped softly among the reeds and when they were pretty certain they could not be seen they were willing to decry what it was chapter four the huron baptized the prior and the abb having run to the river-side they asked the huron what he was doing in faith said he gentlemen i am waiting to be baptized i have been an hour in the water up to my neck and i do not think it civil to let me be quite spent my dear nephew said the prior to him tenderly this is not the way of being baptized in lower brittany put on your clothes and come with us mademoiselle st ives listening to the discourse said in a whisper to her companion mademoiselle do you think he will put on his clothes in such a hurry the huron however replied to the prior you will not make me believe now as you did before i have studied very well since and i am very certain that there is no other kind of baptism the eunuch of queen candace was baptized in a rivulet i defy you to show me in the book you gave me that people were ever baptized any other way i either will not be baptized at all or the ceremony shall be performed in the river it was in vain to remonstrate to him that customs altered he was headstrong for he was both a breton and a huron he always returned to the eunuch of queen candace and though mademoiselle and his aunt who had observed him through the willows were authorized to tell him that he had no right to quote such a man they nevertheless said nothing so great was their discretion the bishop came himself to speak to him which was a great thing but he could not prevail the huron disputed him show me said he in the book my uncle gave me one single man that was baptized in a river and i will do whatever you please his aunt in despair had observed the first time her nephew bowed he made a much lower bow to mademoiselle st ives than to any one in the company that he had not even saluted the bishop with so much respect blended with cordiality as he did that agreeable young lady she thought it advisable to apply to her in this great embarrassment she entreated her to use her influence to engage the Huron to be baptized according to the custom of Brittany, thinking that her nephew could never be a Christian if he persisted in being christened in a stream.

Mademoiselle St. Ives blushed at the secret pleasure she felt in being appointed to execute so important a commission.

She modestly approached the Huron, and, squeezing his hand in quite a noble manner, she said to him, What, would you do nothing to please me? and in uttering these words she raised her eyes from a downcast look into a grateful tenderness oh yes mademoiselle everything you require all that you command whether it is to be baptized in water fire or blood there is nothing i can refuse you mademoiselle st ives had the glory of affecting in two words what neither the importunities of the prior the repeated interrogations of the bailiff nor the reasoning of the bishop could affect she was sensible of her triumph but she was not yet sensible of its utmost latitude baptism was administered and received with all decency magnificence and propriety possible his uncle and aunt yielded to the abb saint ives and his sister the favor of supporting the huron upon the font mademoiselle saint ives eyes sparkled with joy at being a godmother she was ignorant of the full extent to which this high title subjected her she accepted the honor without being acquainted with its fatal consequences as there never was any ceremony that was not followed by a good dinner the company took their seats at table after the christening the humorists of lower brittany said they did not choose to have their wine baptized the prior said that wine according to solomon cherished the heart of man the bishop added that the patriarch judea ought to have tied his ascolt to the wine and steeped his cloak in the blood of the grape and that he was sorry the same could not be done in lower brittany to which god had not allotted vines every one endeavored to say a good thing upon the huron's christening and strokes of gallantry to the godmother the bailiff ever interrogating asked the huron if he was faithful in keeping his promises how said he can i fail to keep them since i have deposited them in the hands of mademoiselle st ay huron grew warm he had drank plentifully to his godmother's health if said he i had been baptized with your hand i feel that the water which was poured upon the nape of my neck would have burnt me the bailiff thought this was too poetical being ignorant that allegory is a familiar figure in canada but his godmother was very well pleased huron had at his baptism received the name of hercules the bishop of st marlowe frequently inquired who was this titular saint whom he had never heard mentioned before the jesuit who was a very learned man told him that he was a saint who had wrought twelve miracles there was a thirteenth which was well worth the other twelve but it was not proper for a jesuit to mention it It was the transforming of fifty girls into women in one night's time.

So he started out and on his way he met an Ethiopian eunuch.

an important official in charge of all the treasury of the Kandake, which means queen of the Ethiopians.

So here he is, somebody that is in his direct leadership is the queen.

This man has gone to Jerusalem to worship.