montagnarde1793: (maximebust)

It's just one of those things: it's perfectly accurate, but since it doesn't suggest that there's anything we can do (read it, you'll see) it's not exactly happy-making. Or, more accurately, I'm happy that someone out there besides myself and you here recognizes these things--and publishes about them--but it just ends on such a melancholy note. :(
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This segment is rather short, but it says a lot, especially in the footnotes. The next one will be the last.

I forgot to mention in the last post, by the way, that I learned an interesting fact (that I might have suspected, but I didn't really think about) from that book by de Baecque that I was reading. Apparently all the different death masks said to be of Robespierre are fakes: they're no more a cast of his face than the portraits from which they're drawn. We know this because the Thermidorians took special precautions that no one should be able to make any kind of "relic" which might help in his posthumous rehabilitation. (Their orders on the subject were disturbingly specific.) I don't know why people continue to reproduce the image as if this wasn't the case, but I find that kind of blatant disregard for facts insulting. D:<
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In my Very Humble Opinion, I think this section is better than the last. By which I mean it seems like much less of digression and (mostly) keeps off of psychoanalysis.

In other news, please tell me I'm not the only one completely squicked by the thought of Maxime/Mme Duplay. More on that later. >__>
montagnarde1793: (wtfno)

This next part of "The Legacy of History" gets more into the psychoanalytic side of things, which I tend to accept a lot less readily. But it's interesting, nonetheless, even if I do think the first parts of the chapter stand on firmer foundations. (Though I might add that this is mostly due to my distrust of historians' undertaking the psychoanalysis of a historical figure, much less an entire historical movement or generation of people. It just feels too much like speculation and reading things into a series of historical events that just aren't there, or that it would really be a stretch to believe about them... Anyway, Huet doesn't take what these Freudian "historians" have to say uncritically, so I'm probably overreacting. As usual.)

Also, random fact that has nothing to do with this essay at all: I found out a few new things about Babet. I knew she had married Philippe Le Bas's brother a few years after Thermidor, but I didn't know much else about that. Now I know that it was his younger brother, Charles-Louis-Joseph (called Charles) Le Bas, that they were married on 20 Nivôse Year VII (19 January 1799), had two children (Caroline, with whom Babet was living at the time of her death, and Charles), and that he died in 1829 (meaning she survived him by twenty-seven years). 
...I figure that Babet's marriage with Charles Le Bas, while not necessarily particularly useful to know about (though you never know), is interesting at least.
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...Okay, so the criticism is mostly just implicit, but still. One rather wonders why no one got around to writing an article on the subject earlier, as the real message of Danton is pretty obvious. Its characterizations make Maxime cry, too. D:

Note: Read the last footnote especially, it's most enlightening. >__>
montagnarde1793: (pluviose)

Well, all good things must come to an end, and thus it's time to move on from monster!Maxime to another monstrous construction... (Maxime will remain important though, especially in later parts of the article, never fear.)

montagnarde1793: (wtfno)
 (And by the way, icon!Maxime would like to point out that he is not a sphinx. Or a siren. Or anything at all that is a mythical creature and/or female.)
montagnarde1793: (Yes?)
Last time, in the "Legacy of History" we explored the profound attractiveness of Maximilien Robespierre. ^__^ Again, I'm really not kidding. I couldn't say why, but it amuses me for some reason. Anyway, in the second part, we learn how this image became so disfigured as to no longer be recognizable.

montagnarde1793: (maximebust)
I already did this a few years ago, but for the benefit of those of you who were not yet on my f-list at that point (and because I just finished typing it up in French), I'm going to repeat my earlier offer to translate any and all chapters from the index of Autour de Robespierre : Le Conventionnel Le Bas, posted here. Also, anyone who wants the whole thing (some 168 pages) in French: let me know and I'll be more than willing to email it to you.

Other than that, I have a very interesting essay that I've decided to post for you all, one section at a time at the risk of breaking copyright laws, since it was originally published in English and in recent years and I obviously haven't applied for permission. The essay is actually the seventh chapter of a book called Mourning Glory: The Will of the French Revolution, by Marie-Hélène Huet. In the first section, which I will now post, we establish Maxime's hotness.

Oh, and about this essay, two things to remember (you'll understand this if you read the passage): apparently German feet were about 11 inches or 27.5 centimetres. And read the footnotes, because some of them are more important than the main text.


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