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D’ANNUNZIO: THE MADMAN WHO TOOK A CITY
Before Mussolini marched on Rome, before black shirts and fascist salutes became mainstream, there was Gabriele D’Annunzio—the warrior-poet who didn’t wait for permission. He took the city of Fiume by force in 1919, leading a rogue army of war-hardened Italian veterans, many of them Arditi, into what became one of the wildest experiments in nationalist history.
This wasn’t some political protest. This was an occupation. D’Annunzio marched into Fiume (now Rijeka, Croatia) with 2,600 men, declared it independent, and ruled it like a Nietzschean carnival dictator.
He called it the Regency of Carnaro and styled himself Il Comandante. The national anthem was literally played on electric guitars. His constitution had music and sex as state principles. He gave speeches from balconies, threw flower bombs, and signed orders in purple ink.
“To make poetry with blood is to be immortal,” he once wrote.
And that’s exactly what he did.
D’Annunzio didn’t just seize territory—he seized imagination. He fused art, war, and politics into something living. The uniforms, the salutes, the symbols—a pioneer.
Fiume was a nationalist acid trip. It lasted only 15 months before the Italian navy kicked him out. But by then, the blueprint was written.
He showed what could happen when a visionary with guts and a militia of true believers stopped playing by the rules. No think tanks. No negotiations. Just iron, fire, and myth.
D’Annunzio didn’t create fascism, but he lit the fuse.
And in a world drowning in bureaucrats and cowards, he’s still a symbol of what it looks like to take destiny by the throat.
Before Mussolini marched on Rome, before black shirts and fascist salutes became mainstream, there was Gabriele D’Annunzio—the warrior-poet who didn’t wait for permission. He took the city of Fiume by force in 1919, leading a rogue army of war-hardened Italian veterans, many of them Arditi, into what became one of the wildest experiments in nationalist history.
This wasn’t some political protest. This was an occupation. D’Annunzio marched into Fiume (now Rijeka, Croatia) with 2,600 men, declared it independent, and ruled it like a Nietzschean carnival dictator.
He called it the Regency of Carnaro and styled himself Il Comandante. The national anthem was literally played on electric guitars. His constitution had music and sex as state principles. He gave speeches from balconies, threw flower bombs, and signed orders in purple ink.
“To make poetry with blood is to be immortal,” he once wrote.
And that’s exactly what he did.
D’Annunzio didn’t just seize territory—he seized imagination. He fused art, war, and politics into something living. The uniforms, the salutes, the symbols—a pioneer.
Fiume was a nationalist acid trip. It lasted only 15 months before the Italian navy kicked him out. But by then, the blueprint was written.
He showed what could happen when a visionary with guts and a militia of true believers stopped playing by the rules. No think tanks. No negotiations. Just iron, fire, and myth.
D’Annunzio didn’t create fascism, but he lit the fuse.
And in a world drowning in bureaucrats and cowards, he’s still a symbol of what it looks like to take destiny by the throat.
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Masked French ultra-nationalists march in Paris chanting "Europa, Youth, Revolution!"
France is growing unsettled…
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France is growing unsettled…
🔗 Inevitable West (@Inevitablewest)