Ah, 1963. Cleopatra. Elizabeth Taylor and Richard Burton. That time when I was able to enunciate perfectly prior to the cultivation of that southern drawl I’ve both acquired and learned to loathe. 1972. Antony and Cleopatra. Hildegarde Neil and Charlton Heston. Too late for my perfect enunciation, grammar, and syntax. Alas, I became a hick in some feeble attempt to try and fit in with my cohorts …

Cleopatra
aka Cleopatra VII
aka Cleopatra VII Thea Philopator
circa 69 BC – August 12, 30 BC
Cleopatra, last Egyptian pharaoh, died today in the year 30 BC. It is the general consensus that she died as the result of intentionally inducing an asp (Egyptian cobra) to bite her upon the death of Antony, her consort.
She ruled Egypt as a Hellenist who learned Egyptian, embraced their deities, and represented herself as the incarnation of an ancient Egyptian Goddess Isis, goddess of wisdom.
The Ptolemaic dynasty was vastly inbred.
Cleopatra VII had four great grandparents and six (out of a possible 16) great-great-grandparents. Four of those six were descendants of the other two.
Upon her death Egypt became a Roman province. She remains a popular figure in Western culture and her image appears on numerous pieces of art and her story is the stuff of literature and has been dramatized on stage and screen.
History has it that philosopher Blaise Pascal commented that Cleopatra’s profile — which he describes as classically beautiful — changed world history.
“Cleopatra’s nose, had it been shorter, the whole face of the world would have been changed.”
Blaise Pascal
French mathematician, physicist, inventor, writer and philosopher
I don’t know about all that but if you have ever seen portraiture of Blaise Pascal you would understand that he certainly knew noses.










