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| Tango01 | 23 Feb 2018 9:42 p.m. PST |
…. Triumph Over Revolutionary France was a Pyrrhic Victory. "PARIS. MAY, 1794. An emaciated peasant mother holding a skin-and-bones baby smiles in satisfaction as a guillotine blade slices down and the head of another aristocrat plops into a wicker basket. An executioner grabs the severed head and displays it to the crowd. She notes with surprise that the` eyes blink and lips quiver for a brief second. A gaggle of ragged, toothless street people erupts into an off key, drunken chorus of "La Marseillaise." The shaky revolutionary government of Maximilian Robespierre retains its tenuous hold on power through a nation-wide Reign of Terror. No conviction for treason is necessary; mere suspicion or guilt-by-association is enough to condemn one to death. The Paris guillotines are working from dawn to dusk, meting out assembly-line justice that ensures that a head falls every two minutes. Eventually the principal site of the executions in Paris must be relocated because the flow of blood overwhelms the city's drains. In recent months, 40,000 have died in the embrace of Mademoiselle Guillotine…."
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