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Post by iberomaurusian on Jun 23, 2005 17:21:30 GMT -5
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Post by amksa on Jun 24, 2005 4:11:16 GMT -5
from your source, Berter : yeah we all know that Fez is located in Tunisia ! as for the Fassi, it's true that the bourgeois of Fez, be they Jew or muslim, see themselves as descendant of medieval Andalusians. |
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Post by eufrenio on Jun 24, 2005 7:22:32 GMT -5
Interesting! Have you got any pictures of these descendants of "Moriscos"?
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Post by amksa on Jun 24, 2005 7:50:12 GMT -5
almost all the ruling class of Morocco is of this so-called arabo-andalusian extraction, all the fair skinned ministers that Berter posted are often from Fez. the only example which comes in mind now is tahar ben jelloun, Moroccan author famous in France :  |
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Post by iberomaurusian on Jun 24, 2005 7:59:22 GMT -5
all the fair skinned ministers that Berter posted are often from Fez. Cite one minister I posted!. |
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Post by amksa on Jun 24, 2005 8:08:48 GMT -5
you or Igu, don't remember, but i'm pretty sure that you posted once some dignified fassi polititians.
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Post by lurker4now on Jun 24, 2005 21:22:01 GMT -5
1415-  5 June, 1443 Blessed Ferdinand Confessor, Prince of Portugal, born Santarem, Portugal, 1402; died Fez, Morocco, 1443. He was the son of King John I of Portugal, and from his youth led a life of sanctity at court, reciting the canonical hours daily and devoting himself to the poor. Though not a cleric, he was so highly esteemed that Eugene IV offered him the cardinalate, which he declined. In 1437, with his brother Henry, he commanded an expedition to Morocco against the Moors. The Portuguese were defeated at Tangiers, and Ferdinand offered himself as a hostage to secure the cession of Ceuta to the Moors. The Cortes, however, declined to surrender Ceuta, and offered to ransom Ferdinand. The Moors refused and Ferdinand was flung into a dungeon at Fez, where after five years of insult and torture, borne patiently, he died. Calderon has made him the hero of his drama, "El Principe Constante." Beatified, 1470. Body in the royal crypt at Batalha. Feast, 5 June. Fernando, Infante of Portugal God gave me his glaive for me to wage His holy war. He made me his own in honour and disgrace, At the time when a cold wind blows Over the cold land. He put his hands on my shoulders and gilded My brow with his gaze; And this fever for the Beyond that consumes me, And this want for greatness, are His name Throbbing inside me. And I go forth and the light of the glaive aloft glints On my calm countenance. Full of God, I fear not what will come, Because come what may, it will never be Greater than my spirit. |
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Post by amksa on Jun 25, 2005 2:35:49 GMT -5
hey, lurker, your source sounds very... christian oriented.
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Post by trustme on Jun 30, 2005 14:44:58 GMT -5
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Post by amksa on Jul 1, 2005 5:40:23 GMT -5
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