Otto Beit
Sir Otto John Beit, 1st Baronet, KCMG, FRS (7 December 1865 – 7 December 1930) was a German-born British financier, philanthropist and art connoisseur.
Life history and career
Beit was born in Hamburg, Germany, the younger brother of Alfred Beit, into the Jewish family of an affluent Hamburg trader. He went to England in 1888, where he joined the stockbroking firm of Wernher, Beit & Co., in which his brother Alfred Beit, was a partner. He became a naturalised British citizen in 1896. In 1890 he left for South Africa to gain experience in the diamond industry. He remained for six years and played an active role in the development of Rand Gold Mines and became a member of Hermann Eckstein's firm, H. Eckstein & Co.
Despite playing a prominent part in the Witwatersrand gold industry, he returned to London, partly because he did not want to confine his interests solely to financial activities, but also to cultivate his scientific, artistic and cultural tastes.
He fell under the spell of Cecil Rhodes's imperialist vision and was his house-guest at the time of the Jameson Raid. On his return to London, he followed for a few years the career of stockbroker and continued with his interest in the mining industry until the death of his brother Alfred, after which he retired and devoted himself for the remainder of his life to philanthropy.
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An Era Of Treachery
by: AdeptTHIS WILL BE THE END OF YOU!
(Ladies and gentlemen, friends and foe’s,
this song goes out to all you fucking quitters out there)
How dare you stare at the ground when you
don’t even know which direction to go?
Are you really that anxious to drift life away,
and just give up on yourself?
You better dance to the beat of living.
Start taking control and take care of yourself.
Reach out for help if you’re falling,
We're in this together.
You’re in this alone.
Don't be proud enough to reach out for help.
She's on fire but her embers burn her bridges.
And she knows that she can’t walk on water.
Yet she tries.
For what is worse than to ask your friends for help.
And so she sinks to the bottom of the sea.
Burn out the eyes of the traitors face.
They have told their final line.
They have told their final line.
One more time we'll throw down our fucking fists.
To anyone who stand against us.
To anyone who disagree.
Stop chasing your shadow. You're in this alone.
You need to fight until your heart stops beating.
Don’t think for a second that you will be saved.
Hands down. It's over.
This is the end of everything.
And sure as hell i’m taking you with it.
I rather die with blood on my hands,
if my conscious is clean and my heart's been beating pure.
For what is living if you've already dead?
She's on fire but her embers burn her bridges.
And she knows that she can’t walk on water.
Yet she tries.
For what is worse than to ask your friends for help.
And so she sinks to the bottom of the sea.
We’re swimming and sinking,
We’re running and falling,
We’re breathing, not living,
We’re crashing down!
We hold the answers in our hearts
as we been singing times before.
We spend every breath to stand our ground