Castinus
Flavius Castinus held the position of patricius in the court of Roman Emperor Honorius at the time of the Emperor's death, and most likely for some time before. He also served as consul for the year 424.
Career
In 422 he fought an unsuccessful campaign in Hispania to subdue the Vandals. He was sent to support the Suevi or Swabians, enemies of the Vandals, and came with a force of Gothic foederati. However, the campaign was compromised at the very beginning when, according to one source, "his haughty and inept exercise of command" led to a quarrel between him and the military tribune Bonifacius, a protégé of Empress Galla Placidia. Bonifacius abruptly left the expedition, eventually arriving in Africa, where he began to build up a power base. Castinus continued on to Hispania, where at first he had considerable success against the Vandals in Baetica, managing to put them under a blockade and coming close to forcing them to surrender. Unfortunately at this point the Gothic auxiliaries betrayed him in some unspecified manner, which led to his defeat; Castinus was forced to fall back to Tarraco (Tarragona).
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Ghostdance
by: NelsonWas the night - I was young
When my father called for his first born son
Took me place at his side
While this great chief raged in the fire light
We'd reclaim days of old
If the tribe would do what his dream foretold
Praying to the vision of the promised land
Swaying to the rhythm of the drums
We were pledging our allegiance to Wevoka's plan
When the shots rang out, there soldiers all around
And their cannons put an end to our holy singin' of
(OH) The first cowboys were doing the Ghostdance singin'
(OH) The first cowboys were doing the Ghostdance
Hypnotized by my tale
Generations learn of the Great Betrayal long ago
At Wounded Knee
Where our grandfathers bled for what they believed
Wouldn't buy what they sold - reservation
Life for our Black Hills gold
For praying to the vision of the promised land
Swaying to the rhythm of the drums
We were pledging our allegiance to Wevoka's plan
The Great Spirit cried when our warriors fell to the hail of
The blue coat's guns (so we're singin')
(OH) The first cowboys were doing the Ghostdance singin'
(OH) The first cowboys were doing the Ghostdance
For your soul, for your name
Many brave men's blood's running through your veins
Leave your mark - walk with pride
Live in honor to those who gave their lives
Ancient hearts are still seeking peace -
As you sing and dance, so you set them free
For praying to the vision of the promised land
Swaying to the rhythm of the drums
Pledging your allegiance to Wevoka's plan
By the marker that stands where our women and children
Fell to the blue coat's guns (start singin')
Praying to the vision of the promised land
Swaying to the rhythm of the drums
We were pledging our allegiance to Wevoka's plan
When the shots rang out, there soldiers all around