THERE were two “Reigns of Terror,” if we would but remember it and consider it; the one wrought murder in hot passion, the other in heartless cold blood; the one lasted mere months, the other had lasted a thousand years; the one inflicted death upon ten thousand persons, the other upon a hundred millions; but our shudders are all for the “horrors” of the minor Terror, the momentary Terror, so to speak; whereas, what is the horror of swift death by the axe, compared with lifelong death from hunger, cold, insult, cruelty, and heart-break? What is swift death by lightning compared with death by slow fire at the stake? A city cemetery could contain the coffins filled by that brief Terror which we have all been so diligently taught to shiver at and mourn over; but all France could hardly contain the coffins filled by that older and real Terror—that unspeakably bitter and awful Terror which none of us has been taught to see in its vastness or pity as it deserves.
Because she can imagine herself in the shoes of a monarch who just sold all of France to be massacred by her class/people Austria, than she can to say the Sans-Culottes and their ilk.
Also yeah Herbetists are awesome
I dunno, grooming a kid to accuse his mother of incest to score a political point that doesn't even need to be scored is a bit cringe.
Robespierre shouldn't have merced him, but other leaders of the radical sections to Robbies left had consistently better takes and were less addicted to stochastic violence.
They all allowed for that though. The violence doesn't detract from the Hebertists for me. they existed to light a fire under the ass of everyone else with the understanding of what the Sans-Culottes would do if betrayed or ignored