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Some doodles and memes
Fouché's POV
The door is not fully closed.
When you push it open, the door shaft makes a very light noise. The indoor lights are not bright, the heavy curtains isolate the night outside, and there is a faint spice smell in the air, which seems to be used to cover something else.
" You and I both know the consequences of acting rashly, don't we?"
Talleyrand smiled.
" Am I supposed to think it's trust, or have no choice but to?"
" Haven't you always lived off someone else's' have no choice but to'?"
" You have no pleasure at all, my dear Fouch é."
He gets up and walks around the table to you, and the distance between you is reduced so close that you can smell his cold fragrance.
" I don't hate it."
This is how it ends for every jacobin
"You never spoke of me with such vitriol. Is Duke N really that much more interesting to you? I’m hurt… I might actually get jealous in a second." (Stifling a laugh) "Talleyrand, shut your mouth."
memes
The Fouché political compass
Sources :
Ville-Affranchie, 26 Brumaire an II (16 novembre 1793), Instruction adressée aux autorités constituées des départemens de Rhône et de Loire
Lettre de Fouché au préfet de Rennes, 5 messidor an X (24 juin 1802)
Emmanuel de Waresquiel, Fouché : le silence de la pieuvre
Rapports et proclamations du ministre de la police générale / Fouché
Revolutionaries that encountered each other before the revolution compilation
Comment if there was anything that surprised you! 🙃🫢
Sources:
For the college relationships between Robespierre, Desmoulins, Suleau and Fréron, see this post.
For Robespierre welcoming Louise de Kéralio to the Academy of Arras, see Un inédit de Robespierre: Sa réponse au discours de réception de Mademoiselle de Kéralio 18 avril 1787 (1974) by Léon Berthe.
For the relationship between Robespierre and Carnot pre-revolution, see this post.
For the relationship between Robespierre and Fouché pre-revolution, see this post.
For the relationship between Robespierre and Guffroy pre-revolution, see Censure républicaine, ou, Lettre d’A-B-J Guffroy, répresentant du peuple (1794), page 66: ”Robespierre the elder must remember my firmness when, both working as judges in the episcopal hall of Arras, we condemned an assassin to death. He must remember, it seems to me, our philosophical and philanthropic debates, and even that it cost him much more than me to resolve to sign the sentence.”
doodle
Please, always stay catty bitches.
The King's Trial p. 236
I'm sure I saved this for some important & intelligent commentary, but I'm busy
I also like the line in Fouché's memoirs from the same scene:
"Carnot in the council, who could not forgive me for having called him an old woman."!
That very evening of July 7th, several Prussian battalions forced the gates of the Tuileries Palace, invading the courtyards and avenues of the palace. The government commission, no longer free to act, ceased its functions, which it announced by message. A particular circumstance marked this separation of my colleagues; Carnot, one of the most resentful of my remaining in the ministry, and of finding himself, so to speak, under my surveillance while awaiting a place of residence, wrote me the following note: "Traitor, where do you want me to go?" I replied just as laconically: "Fool, wherever you like." It must be said that I had had more than one altercation with Carnot in the council, who could not forgive me for having called him an old woman.
MÉMOIRES DE JOSEPH FOUCHÉ, DUC D'OTRANTE, MINISTRE DE LA POLICE GÉNÉRALE. SECONDE PARTIE
https://www.gutenberg.org/cache/epub/19008/pg19008-images.html
Einzige und sein Eigenthum
It’s all trash. This pathetic scrap of a drawing has exhausted my divinity. I’m officially retiring this piece
"Fouché himself, who, like the enchanter Ismen in Jerusalem Delivered, entered through a hidden opening in the woodwork of the chamber."
What?? My abs are killing me lol
Seriously, what is the structure of a fouché house????
As always, this is a machine translation, so I apologize if it's difficult to read.
Junot set out to carry out this order; he appeared at the balcony door, and with the most gracious air signaled to Sarlovesus that he wished to speak with him. The colonel rose and went out into the corridor. "What is it?" he asked. "A most painful duty that I must fulfill: the First Consul wants me to make sure of your person." "You are engaged in a vile business, Junot! Is being an informer a promotion?" Junot, at this offensive remark, flew into a fury, and without further thought of his duty, proposed to the colonel that they fight; But the two gendarmerie officers with whom he had been accompanied declared that he could not act in this way and that he must take Sarlovesus not to the field of a duel, but to the Minister of Police.
"Within three months, I will be more powerful than him, and if he doesn't have me killed, he will be at my knees. Desiring no further advancement, I will then be able to withdraw without scruple."
Somehow, Fouché looks really dazzling to Gaillard.
It's machine translated so I apologize if it's hard to read.
This is March 21, 1815. It is barely five o'clock in the morning; the first rays of dawn have not yet illuminated the facades of the houses on the Quai Malaquais. At the Hôtel de Juigné, in the bedroom of the Ministers of Police, which faces north onto the Seine, a man is fast asleep: it is Fouché, reinstated in his position since the previous day. Another man enters the room, preceded by the valet of the Duke of Otranto: "I told you, the Duke only went to bed after two o'clock. Come now, sir, I beg you, do not wake him." "Yes, I absolutely must speak to him." The valet leaves, and Gaillard draws back the curtains and opens the window so that the fresh air can caress the minister's face. Fouché wakes up and rubs his eyes: "What, it's you!" G—Yes, I'm starting early this morning to make sure I'm heard. Your apartments will be overrun as soon as the sun rises, and I won't have another chance. However, it's important that you listen to me for a few moments. Do you remember Robespierre's words to the Jacobins shortly before his death: "Within a fortnight, Fouché's head or mine must fall on the scaffold"? F—I remember it, the scoundrel! You know, you witnessed it, I gave him the money he needed to go to Versailles and live there until the Constituent Assembly determined the deputies' salaries. G—That's true. F—But you haven't forgotten my answer?
G—No.
F—I pick up the glove... and fifteen days later Robespierre was dead! G—It is not to tell you old stories that I have woken you so early. I am eager to share with you the ideas that have come to me since I ceased to doubt Napoleon's return to the Tuileries and the necessity, under which the arrest warrant issued against you by Louis XVIII made it clear, of recalling you to his Council.
Animals part 2💖
"At that moment, Fouché, whose long silence betrayed his unease, rushed into Gaillard’s arms, pressed him to his heart, and flooded him with tears"
な、ナンダッテェ……、?!
Eh, is that even possible...??
This is a machine translation, so I apologize if it's difficult to read.
The story of the Restoration of 1814, when Fouché was caught up in a conspiracy by Mr. H.
Ambition holds the same sway over the Duke of Otranto as the love of money does over that wretched H...
"I will be a minister," the Duke of Otranto told himself, "if I recall Bonaparte."
The Duke of Otranto is not a bad man; he knows full well that Bonaparte can only return to the throne through rivers of blood and over heaps of ashes. Therefore, if he wants to become Bonaparte's minister again, it is because he is determined not to back down in the face of the complete upheaval of France. Minister of Police at various times, and for so long, can one suppose that he did not know H... and did not hold him in utter contempt? The Duke of Otranto is thus strangely blinded, driven by an irresistible force, and yet he is now entering into a plot hatched by H...! The Duke of Otranto, wanting to be a minister, is therefore conspiring!...