Mount Vesuvius

People don't understand this because they think that God is perfect and God is Yahweh and everything is great and everything is perfect.

But all these religions have bloodlust that goes back to this holy text the liquefaction and when i'm look what i'm showing you right here that i'm let me circle it better there we go this is the container this is the liquefaction of saint january's blood it's a recurring event traditionally it occurs three times a year on the saturday before the first sunday in may commemorating the transfer of his remains to naples on September 19th, which is his feast day, and on December 16th in Thanksgiving for averting the 1631 eruption of Mount Vesuvius.

Now here's the thing.

When they pull this thing out right here, if it doesn't liquefy, that is a really bad omen for the Catholics.

We had an explosive volcano activity in 1957, wiped out part of the island.

So if it's time to go, baby, it's like I'm in the Herculaneum position to Vesuvius, because if that volcano blows across the way, Oh, my God.

And people said, no, it's not active.

And one day, one winter, I'm sitting here because I've got my office has windows all around, so I've got the most amazing view.

But no, they are still back at...

Is it Vesuvius? Vesuvius?

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the name of this restaurant?

It was the site of the most violent volcanic eruption in the last two million years.

Now, when most people think of volcanic eruptions, they're picturing something like Mount Vesuvius burying Pompeii, or maybe the 1980 eruption of Mount St. Helens.

Those were devastating events.

Thousands died at Pompeii.

Virgil's house stood, probably, on the wooden slope above the town of Naples, deep set in orange groves and lemon plantations, and in full view, to the north, of the snow-pinnacled Apennines, and, southward, of the blue waters of the bay.

Vesuvius too rose dark against the morning sun only a few leagues onward, and at its foot the doomed cities nestled, Pompeii and Herculaneum then with still a hundred years of busy life to run.

Beehives in Virgil's day, as we can gather from certain ancient Roman bas-reliefs still in existence, were of a high peaked dome pattern, and they were made of stitched bark or wattled osiers, as he himself tells us.

Many of the directions he gives as to their situation and surroundings are still golden rules for every beekeeper.

oh no he wasn't he was a big boatman but it was just like fairyland it was splendid really just splendid it proved that dear little enthusiast had been a few days previous on a visit to the island of capri to see the famous blue grotto since which she had been startling people with her descriptions of blue folks and a silver man seeing that i couldn't have a better guide than miss bertha the next morning we in a jovial party went on board of the tiny steamer that plies between naples and the eighteen miles distant island of capri hollowed under the cliffs of which the blue grotto is situated the bay of naples you know is called the most beautiful in the world and a sail across it is a lovely thing in itself There are such glorious blue skies overhead and such clear blue waters underneath that the steamer appears to bear one through the air between two skies.

Then close to Naples is seen that wonderful volcano Vesuvius, which always a cloud of smoke curling lazily out of its crater.

And besides the White House of Naples are so built on a hillside, the streets climbing to the top, that a few miles away that, too, is a handsome sight.

Miss Bertha told me that they were the marble steps to the giant's palace, whose bird was carrying us to the enchanted island to show us the giant's jewel room.

The Sorrows of Bertius.

song four nothing can subdue virtue and section four who so calm serene sedate sets his foot on haughty fate firm and steadfast come what will keeps his mien unconquered still Him the rage of furious seas tossing high wild menaces, Nor the flames from smoky forges that Vesuvius disgorges, Nor the bolt that from the sky smites the tower can terrify.

Why then shouldst thou feel a fright at the tyrant's weakling might? Dread him not, nor fear no harm, and thou shall his rage disarm.

But who to hope or fear gives way, Lost his bosom's rightful sway, He hath cast away his shield, Like a coward fled the field, He hath forged all unaware, Fetters his own neck must bear.

But definitely we have visible signs of where this volcano is and where you can see it.

When we're thinking about volcanoes, a lot of times when we think of volcanic eruption, we're picturing Mount Vesuvius.

We're picturing, you know, a big, big mountain that's erupting.

And the volcanic activity in this area was more rift geology related.

Right.

Dan, a lot of us tend to identify our volcanoes by, you know, these very well-known names.

We've got Mount Vesuvius, Mount St. Helens, Mount Fuji.

Is there a name for our UP volcano?