The Napoleonic fandom is a group of losers and failures who glorify the most mediocre figures like Junot, Marmont, and Bernadotte. I think they identify with them.
I can't believe there are more Junot posts than Murat posts.
So I bid farewell to this horrible community, full of people who think they own the truth.
ok buddy
Anyway...
People seriously underestimate the long term effects of constant loneliness
"why are you so weird?" Idk, maybe because being completely isolated while growing up has destroyed my brain and now I'm nothing more than a human-mimicking creature that bases all of my actions on what I think is normal human behavior rather than just doing things naturally
Woah wait, is that what I'm doing??
These really cute paper dolls illustrated by JOB!!!!!!! Kyaaa so jealous of whoever may own one of these books… though realistically with my luck the paper would crump at my slightest touch
These are so cool! I remember playing with paper dress up dolls when I was little.
In case anyone’s interested in Duroc’s crazy system of managers, sub-managers, and assistant sub-managers for his catering/interior decorating/personal security service.
Les employés de la Maison obéissaient à une hiérarchie très precise. Au sommet, les grands officiers, l’intendant, le trésorier ou le secrétaire d’État occupaient le sommet de la pyramide. Dans les services particuliers, les officiers civils venaient en second. Ils étaient amenés à commander par intérim ou en raison de leur tour de service. Au quotidien, les employés de base avaient aussi affaire à un chef de service ou à un directeur d’établissement. Chaque service était organisé de manière classique et comprenait selon son importance un chef et un ou plusieurs sous-chefs. L’encadrement était assez important puisque au 1 janvier 1812, on ne comptait pas moins de 18 directeurs, 156 chefs, et 26 sous-chefs. Selon les métiers, une classification pouvait exister entre employés. Il y avait ainsi des cochers de première, seconde, et troisième classe. Au plus bas de l’échelle, de jeunes employés (commis ou garçons) faisaient leur apprentissage. C’était le cas notamment aux écuries pour les élèves piqueurs, les tiers de paye ou les deux tiers de paye.
Les fonctions des employés étaient précisément consignées dans plusieurs règlements, certains généraux, d’autres spécifiques. Les premiers décrivaient la chaîne de commandement et les principales caractéristiques du service (habillement, horaires, cadences de travail, ou punitions). Les seconds s’intéressaient à des aspects particuliers méritant d’être soulignés. Sur le plan réglementaire, la Maison n’avait rien à envier à l’armée. Dans le service de Duroc, il existait un règlement presque pour tout.
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The employees of the Imperial Household were subject to a very precise hierarchy. At the top, the Grand Officers, the Steward, the Treasurer, or the Secretary of State occupied the tip of the pyramid. In personal service, the civil officers came second. They were called up on an interim basis, or according to their tour of service. On a day-to-day basis, the lower-ranking employees also answered to a service manager or director. Each department of the household was classically ordered and included, depending upon its scale, a manager and one or several sub-managers. This supervisory staff was fairly considerable ; by 1 January, 1812, there were no less than 18 directors, 156 managers, and 26 sub-managers. Depending on the branch of occupation, a system of classification could also exist between ordinary employees. There were thus first, second, and third-class coachmen. At the bottom of the ladder, the young employees (assistants, etc.) completed their apprenticeships. This was notably the case for the whippers-in [hunters’ assistants who keep the pack in check] in-training, and those on third-pay or two-thirds pay.
The duties of the employees were assigned according to several registers of regulations - some general, others specific. The general regulations laid out the chain of command and the principle characteristics of the occupation (dress, timetables, work rate and hours, or punishments). The specific regulations concerned more distinct aspects of the work that were deemed particularly note-worthy. In terms of organisation, the Imperial Household was every bit as precise as the army. In Duroc’s service, there was a rule or regulation for practically everything.
From Pierre Branda’s article « La Maison de l’Empereur Napoleon Ier » in La cour impériale sous le Premier et le Second Empire (dir. Jacques-Olivier Boudon, 2016)
Why is nobody talking about this who the hell is the red man 🙏😭
I am the little red man 👹
This is a thing that interests me a lot
I Am Dying A Thousand Deaths…
I’m currently watching the director’s cut of Napoleon by Ridley Scott. There is quite a bit new material that does fill out the story, explains things better and overall makes the movie flow better. There are gross inaccuracies still that makes the Napoleonic historian, us, cringe, but the average viewer wouldn’t care.
Some scenes are good, some are meh and then a few like what the hell am I looking at?
I haven’t been through the whole movie yet because I have to stop it every now and then but I had to stop and talk about this fucking scene.
This. Fucking. Scene.
Napoleon seeks out Hippolyte Charles to get advice on how to get Josephine pregnant.
Scene opens with Hippolyte waiting to be summoned by the Emperor and he seems nervous because he probably thinks Napoleon is going to confront him on his affair with the wife. Cannons are being fired outside randomly, who the fuck knows why, and every explosion makes Charles fidget more and look more guilty.
He is summoned.
Napoleon asks him if he can keep this conversation to himself and be discreet. Charles agrees. Napoleon then asks if he has children.
Yes, he has three sons, he says.
Napoleon asks if it took long (the act) to conceive.
Charles says he can’t remember.
Napoleon then asks, I shit you not, “is it important to pleasure a lady before you enter her”
Charles is like “dude” and mumbles about loving his wife. Napoleon says he loves his wife too and doesn’t want Charles to be shy, speak openly. Charles says he doesn’t know what the FUCK is going on.
Napoleon then says, again I shit you not, “tell me is it important for me to use my mouth down below between my wife’s legs before I enter her. “
The fuck is going on! Am I having a stroke? Am I stroking out?
Charles says he believes that a more a woman is aroused the more likely she is to conceive.
Napoleon thanks him and says he sought him out because he is a man of good “cocksmanship”, has a pretty face and the aire of a hairdresser.
I want to throw myself out of a window. I am dying watching this. Not laughter, like I want to go crawl under the bed and never come out again.
This fucking scene.
What in the absolute actual fuck did I just watch?
Here’s something I never thought I’d be doing: defending Hippolyte Charles. But I’ve read a bit about him and from that knowledge I see that many people (including Ridley Scott), by misunderstanding Charles, misunderstand the whole affair.
Firstly - Charles was born in 1773, making him four years younger than Napoleon and ten years younger than Josephine. He was not some suave “mr steal yo girl”, he was a foolish young man who fell in love with an older married woman, probably for the youthful thrill of doing something forbidden.
Charles never married????? He had a child with a long term mistress, but that was after the fall of the empire. At the time that this scene would have taken place, he was childless.
And most importantly - Charles’ attractiveness was not because of his “cocksmanship”. It may be inconceivable to Ridley Scott that a woman would cheat on her husband with anyone but a macho alpha male, but here’s the thing: Charles was actually less traditionally masculine than Napoleon was. Charles was popular for being friendly and funny, he liked puns and practical jokes, one time he dressed up as a woman to make Josephine laugh. He had a sensitive and gentle personality. He loved animals and would play with Josephine’s dog.
It was not sexual prowess that made Charles preferable to Napoleon, it was his charming personality and whimsy. Josephine was lonely and had just spent a long time imprisoned, she liked Charles because he was what she needed in that time.
In short: Ridley Scott is on crack
Omg what 😳
it's so funny to me
Wait, there are other Napoleon all bundled up paintings??
Due to an emergency, I will be selling some my Napoleon collection. My dog needs a very expensive surgery 💔
I will offer them here before eBay.
Sorry I had a lot going on and never got around posting the stuff. The good news is, thanks to everyone who reached out and asked for our venmo and donated, we have raised $5,400+ dollars! I am so overwhelmed with everyone's love and support for my Wolf. Enjoy some pictures of the silly mutt and send good thoughts/vibes/prayers/whatever to him and his surgical team this morning.
you know who
The fact that this post was initially supposed to be about MAXIMILIEN ROBESPIERRE (and his oranges) but got waaay out of the frevblr bubble 😭😭
We must restore this post back to its frev roots:
"Honestly, Saint-Just, at this point I'm so sick of oranges that it's not funny anymore."
We need one of Larrey and chocolate.
Guys, I can't stop laughing.
I mean, yeah among us we'd make jokes like "divorce him" and all but it'd be over Napoléon's politics. But these people think it's abnormal to get very intense about history. She wants divorce and their advice is to get him checked for brain tumors first.
THATS SO FUNNY
Man.... I'd give this guy the shiz.... Especially since I'm no Bonaparte Enjoyer. (Obvious who I DO enjoy ha ha ha ha ha!) But... I mean.. it'd be nice to have someone romantically interested in me AND interested in the era, I am NOT gonna lie. Someone to re-enact with, all that...
Brain tumor... PFFT I mean... okay but... hasn't she ever heard of obsessions? Did he have other "hobbies"...
Is this what my husband is going through with me? 😂 I had mentioned Napoleon a few times to him but one day I suddenly became re-obsessed and he hadn't seen me like that before and now our house is covered in Napoleon stuff.
But don't worry!
My MRI is on Monday.
Out of everyone from the Napoleonic Era who do y'all think could survive being in a horror movie? I'm interested in hearing your thoughts :)
Vandamme. He fears nothing.
Oudinot since he’s basically invincible.
Yeah I'm also going with Oudinot. He'll get plenty of injuries but he's 100% making it out alive
I had a dream last that that I was baby sitting Napoleon II aka Franz and he looked exactly like in this painting. A very plump faced cherub-like baby with big blue eyes, blonde hair, rosey cheeks, and maybe a few extra chins. We were playing outside in the grass and he proceeded to stuff those already chubby cheeks with as many rocks from the driveway as he could fit. I spent the rest of the dream carrying around the large baby and plucking rocks from his mouth. She when I thought I had them all... There were more 😮💨
This may have been the most prophetic dream yet and I didn't know it at the time. 2 days after I posted this dream, I found out I was pregnant. Now, almost 3 years later, my baby turned 2 in August. Even though my husband has black hair and my natural color is a reddish brown, and our other two sons have dark brown hair, this baby is blonde! His eyes stayed blue for so long that I thought it was permanent. They finally turned gray and then to brown. He's a very large baby as well. And, like all babies, he does love putting random things in his mouth, including rocks.
Now I need to see if he'll pose like Napoleon II in that painting...
*BOOK REPORT*
The Black Room at Longwood: Napoleon's Exile in Saint Helena by Jean-Paul Kauffman
I knew going in, from the summary, that this book wasn't just about Napoleon. It was the story of the author's journey to St. Helena to learn about Napoleon and his captivity. It was a pleasant change of pace.
The author is a journalist, and the book reads somewhat like a news article. His descriptions of people and places are shrewd; he is stating facts, not trying to please anyone.
Sometimes it is hard to follow as there are not always clear breaks between present day (1993, I believe), Napoleon's time, and other times in his experience that the author is remembering, such as visiting battlefields. It all makes sense though, in like a train of thought sort of way.
A feature that I really liked in this book, was that at the beginning of each chapter (which were sorted into the days of the author's trip) were these little key words, summarizing what happens within the chapter. Almost like tags on Tumblr. Here's the first one, as an example:
Throughout the whole story, the author is trying to conjure up "the ghosts" of the house. He is not searching for literal ghosts, but more like a memory trapped and repeated in time. He is also very focused on scents. The damp, mildew of Longwood, the "tropical rot" of St. Helena, and Napoleon's Eau de Cologne.
He meets many people on the island who all give him different perspectives of what it is like there. What it's like on Napoleon's prison without walls. What it's like to live somewhere so remote, cut off from modern life.
I definitely recommend it as I think it is a good look into not only the past at St. Helena, but the present (or, at least as far as the 1990s). It is a very interesting story and unfortunately, it makes me want to travel there even more than I already did.
