送交者: 笑嘻嘻 于 January 17, 2001 14:09:08:
【兰尾续猫录之二--胡侃雅各宾】
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送交者: 笑嘻嘻 于 January 06, 2001 17:27:40:
大革命是怎么开始的，谁也说不清楚，俺开始选择这个话题才发觉自
己把自己陷入到一个活泥坑，关于这个历史法国历史学家靠他吃饭
已经两百年了，俺去图书馆想看看这段历史的纪录的时候，就觉得
有种上当的感觉，书堆象一具具的干尸透着霉味，关于雅
各兵(JACOBIN)的书稍微不留神落下来就可以打死人，感谢大卫还
大家留下了段那个时间的记载：如果有谁还能记得THE TENNIS-
COURT OATH那幅画，你会惊奇的发现里面的名人多如牛毛，很多
人，画面透出来的是严肃的热情，这和大革命很相通的，毕竟是那
个时代的作品，中间那个高呼着运动啦的是掰里(BAILLY)而马拉
(MARTA)也之是混杂在人群中间，如果你再好奇一点会发觉暗藏在
人从中有个灰脸的人，他就在那个贝利的旁边高举着狂热的双手，
慢着，虽然这个人一点不比罗白斯皮儿，而且他还是个医生，可等
你看见他的名字的时候就知道这是一个很有名气的人了--断头大夫
(GUILLOTIN)，俺不知道吉烈刀片是不是源于此灵感；而那个最有名
的小法官，大革命的制作者和殉难者呢？他在山羊屎(SIEYES)的旁
边，把双手放在胸脯上，现在来看更容易让人联想到脱衣舞厅一个
很著名的动作，可他就是大名鼎鼎的罗卜丝屁儿(ROBESPIERCE)，这
个小法官曾经因为拒绝死刑而不出厅，可后来还是毫不留情的断送过
很多人的性命，而自己最后有在这场革命里面送了命，这是一幅度可
爱的作品啊，有一天如果没有人的时候，你静静的站在这幅画面前
闭上眼睛，就可以听到马赛曲后面那嘈杂的喧哗和临近巴黎隆隆
滚动的炮车声，你甚至可以听到海峡对岸上院和下院的窃窃私语，
呵，大革命，这个响亮的词语，背后究竟是段什么历史。有如曾经
说过，英法历史边上的两个天使，一个必须去读阅蒙满灰尘的羊皮
纸，里面充满的是斑驳的谎言，而另一个去沉思着，把这些满纸的
谎话个废物一一烧掉。可留下来的到底是什么呢？是留给神的道德
裁判还是留给人的思考--人是不需要太多思考了，因为我们思考的
时候太多而行动太少。
从一七九三年八月三十一号的开始，也就是雅各兵当政的时期通常
被称为恐怖时期--TERROR，这个时期是那么混乱，充满着公决和
无政府的热情，国家公安局充当了政府的角色，这个时期几乎没有
正常的运作，各派的力量均衡着，包括执行工会，公民代表委员会
最高军事委员会，国民代表委员会，一堆的COMITE只会让人看了眼
晕。COMITE DE SALUT PUBLIC 首先开始由蛋冻(DANTON)执行的
--大概那年冬天太冷，杀的人也就多了点，而这个大会又是由九
个团体推举的，开始执政的组成是又主席副主席两个秘书，然后
又产生不满，又开始分裂，每个成员又受到监督和选举，嘿嘿，
你就不可能算清这个四个月的折腾里面有多少人换下去，有多少
人是内奸和卖国者给送上断头台那个年代到底处决了多少贵族，
或者是亲贵族的假贵族，没穿内裤党误认为贵族的，谁都算不清了
，但是等你看到萝卜斯皮儿那段冲满激情的演说的时候，你同样会
毫不犹豫的再冲进去的，把哪个面目娇好却长了颗白雪公主后娘
心的女人再次纠出来处决掉，俺想她面对饥渴的人们说出那句“
让他们吃蛋糕去罢(QU‘ILS MANGENT DE LA BROICH)。”的话
无论她是天生弱智还是冷酷无情，这两者都是无可原谅的。
罗伯斯匹耳，雅各宾俱乐部最后一个成员，一个自恋狂人，他关注
自己的形象和每篇发言的措辞，也是他把委员会的信念灌注给每个
听到他声音的人，这个小夥计在1848年自己曾经编辑过自己的杂志
LE POBESPIERRE狂热的反对过断头刑法的年轻人，在三十五岁的
时候终于成为GUILLOTIN的信徒，一个绝对自由的信仰战士最终变成
专制断头台上那八十磅刀头，这个年轻人光的时候每月都无庸质疑
的成为委员会部长。尽管财政报告一直开着红灯，可部份的钱还是
流进了这个断头俱乐部，民众渐渐开始这个混乱的联合体系产生了
置疑，这个年轻的巴黎小市民组成的团体和公众产生了很多的不和谐
，另外一些更多不可避免的矛盾随着委员会的权力日益扩曾变得越
发尖锐；公众安全局产生了，在三月十三号那天，丹东终于成为
十八成员联合签署的逮捕令下的阶下囚。雅各宾真正变成了那种严酷
的官僚机构，哪个萝卜的徒弟成为堂然做在革命法庭的大人物，何氓
却堂皇的写道：“公众的仆人们，我们已经脱掉那些旧的袍子。。
我们知道的哪个时代的旧政府体制已经完全消失了，我们必须彻底
忘却那个时代他们的样子。。”这个领所以人不安的机构，继续
这自我的冒险，一方面在官方的通告里面却写满的是HUMANLY的字眼
，人性不在是启蒙运动中那种温情莫莫的说教，而是革命法庭打在
处决通知上最常用的语言，作为处决的方式已经成为一种特权，甚至
被当成毫无痛苦又节省时间的办法。狄更斯的双城里面一开始已经
给了我们一个很好的印象“那是最美好的时代，那是最糟糕的时代
；那是智慧的年头，那是愚昧的年头；那是信仰的时期，那是怀疑
的时期；那是光明的季节，那是黑暗的季节；那是希望的春天，那
是失望的冬天；我们全都在直奔天堂，我们全都在直奔相反的方向。”
据说当断头台，DR。GUILLOTIN先生发明出来后，处决的第一个
政治犯人是称为保皇党代表的哥们，但这小玩意一旦开始滥用的
时候就变得非常可怕，断头台到后来最的优点就是用最快的方式
在肉体消灭政敌，半个钟头可以消灭二十一个猪安党徒，这就是雅各
宾人狂呼的“保持革命的高潮。”(这和半个世纪前俺中土有点异曲
同功咧)，这个小王朝，三千多个小魔鬼的组成俱乐部，哪个时候
他们的圣人假死他(SAINT-JUST)曾经对这些人说过：”这是你们的
任务，去建立一个城市，让这个城市里面的人相互象兄弟姐妹一样
爱着，去重建一个公众的信念，让他们知道革命政府的意义就是
没有战争，没有征服，建立一个慈悲和幸福的，没有腐败的和和谐，
一个把一切坏的全部驱散只有好的政府去。”
呵呵，雅各宾。
PS：一下是小萝卜的一篇很热情的演说，现在有空看看也会让人心潮
澎湃热泪盈眶的。
The day forever fortunate has arrived, which the French people have consecrated to the Supreme Being. Never has the world which He created offered
to Him a spectacle so worthy of His notice. He has seen reigning on the earth tyranny, crime, and imposture. He sees at this moment a whole nation,
grappling with all the oppressions of the human race, suspend the course of its heroic labors to elevate its thoughts and vows toward the great Being
who has given it the mission it has undertaken and the strength to accomplish it.
Is it not He whose immortal hand, engraving on the heart of man the code of justice and equality, has written there the death sentence of tyrants? Is it
not He who, from the beginning of time, decreed for all the ages and for all peoples liberty, good faith, and justice?
He did not create kings to devour the human race. He did not create priests to harness us, like vile animals, to the chariots of kings and to give to the
world examples of baseness, pride, perfidy, avarice, debauchery, and falsehood. He created the universe to proclaim His power. He created men to
help each other, to love each other mutually, and to attain to happiness by the way of virtue.
It is He who implanted in the breast of the triumphant oppressor remorse and terror, and in the heart of the oppressed and innocent calmness and
fortitude. It is He who impels the just man to hate the evil one, and the evil man to respect the just one. It is He who adorns with modesty the brow of
beauty, to make it yet more beautiful. It is He who makes the mother's heart beat with tenderness and joy. It is He who bathes with delicious tears the
eyes of the son pressed to the bosom of his mother. It is He who silences the most imperious and tender passions before the sublime love of the
fatherland. It is He who has covered nature with charms, riches, and majesty. All that is good is His work, or is Himself. Evil belongs to the depraved
man who oppresses his fellow man or suffers him to be oppressed.
The Author of Nature has bound all mortals by a boundless chain of love and happiness. Perish the tyrants who have dared to break it!
Republican Frenchmen, it is yours to purify the earth which they have soiled, and to recall to it the justice that they have banished! Liberty and virtue
together came from the breast of Divinity. Neither can abide with mankind without the other.
O generous People, would you triumph over all your enemies? Practice justice, and render the Divinity the only worship worthy of Him. O People, let
us deliver ourselves today, under His auspices, to the just transports of a pure festivity. Tomorrow we shall return to the combat with vice and tyrants.
We shall give to the world the example of republican virtues. And that will be to honor Him still.
The monster which the genius of kings had vomited over France has gone back into nothingness. May all the crimes and all the misfortunes of the world
disappear with it! Armed in turn with the daggers of fanaticism and the poisons of atheism, kings have always conspired to assassinate humanity. If they
are able no longer to disfigure Divinity by superstition, to associate it with their crimes, they try to banish it from the earth, so that they may reign there
alone with crime.
O People, fear no more their sacrilegious plots! They can no more snatch the world from the breast of its Author than remorse from their own hearts.
Unfortunate ones, uplift your eyes toward heaven! Heroes of the fatherland, your generous devotion is not a brilliant madness. If the satellites of tyranny
can assassinate you, it is not in their power entirely to destroy you. Man, whoever thou mayest be, thou canst still conceive high thoughts for thyself.
Thou canst bind thy fleeting life to God, and to immortality. Let nature seize again all her splendor, and wisdom all her empire! The Supreme Being has
not been annihilated.
It is wisdom above all that our guilty enemies would drive from the republic. To wisdom alone it is given to strengthen the prosperity of empires. It is for
her to guarantee to us the rewards of our courage. Let us associate wisdom, then, with all our enterprises. Let us be grave and discreet in all our
deliberations, as men who are providing for the interests of the world. Let us be ardent and obstinate in our anger against conspiring tyrants,
imperturbable in dangers, patient in labors, terrible in striking back, modest and vigilant in successes. Let us be generous toward the good,
compassionate with the unfortunate, inexorable with the evil, just toward every one. Let us not count on an unmixed prosperity, and on triumphs without
attacks, nor on all that depends on fortune or the perversity of others. Sole, but infallible guarantors of our independence, let us crush the impious league
of kings by the grandeur of our character, even more than by the strength of our arms.
Frenchmen, you war against kings; you are therefore worthy to honor Divinity. Being of Beings, Author of Nature, the brutalized slave, the vile
instrument of despotism, the perfidious and cruel aristocrat, outrages Thee by his very invocation of Thy name. But the defenders of liberty can give
themselves up to Thee, and rest with confidence upon Thy paternal bosom. Being of Beings, we need not offer to Thee unjust prayers. Thou knowest
Thy creatures, proceeding from Thy hands. Their needs do not escape Thy notice, more than their secret thoughts. Hatred of bad faith and tyranny
burns in our hearts, with love of justice and the fatherland. Our blood flows for the cause of humanity. Behold our prayer. Behold our sacrifices. Behold
the worship we offer Thee.
Robespierre - 1794
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1848年罗伯斯仳尔就办杂志？ - leizi (46 bytes) 18:34:18 1/07/01 (2)
Should be 1748 - leizi (5 bytes) 18:46:38 1/07/01 (1)
thanks:) - XIAOXIXI (0 bytes) 14:28:18 1/08/01 (0)
那医生自己也被请进瓮了。 - 装只蝶 (201 bytes) 17:39:48 1/06/01 (6)
没看清？应当不是罗马题材？ - 笑嘻嘻 (44 bytes) 19:54:53 1/06/01 (4)
OOOOOPS！ - 装只蝶 (213 bytes) 20:45:33 1/06/01 (3)
呵呵，小安的技法和那个陈一飞一比，小陈跟他提鞋子都不配咧 - 笑嘻嘻 (575 bytes) 21:33:32 1/06/01 (2)
原来是阶级感情做怪 - 装只蝶 (57 bytes) 21:50:30 1/06/01 (1)
YAGO：) - 笑嘻嘻 (93 bytes) 22:38:22 1/06/01 (0)
哈哈，是大卫画的--拉蛙西，嘻嘻，和俺同名咧 - 笑嘻嘻 (88 bytes) 17:43:54 1/06/01 (0)
如果我没有看错 - 谐和 (69 bytes) 17:37:56 1/06/01 (1)
是个法官，和和，没提醒好：) - 笑嘻嘻 (0 bytes) 17:40:56 1/06/01 (0)
先喊声好 - 苦哈哈 (0 bytes) 17:29:28 1/06/01 (2)
呵和，昨天不是给你们逼的：(( - 笑嘻嘻 (46 bytes) 17:32:29 1/06/01 (1)
他奶奶的，今天唱不了歌 - 苦哈哈 (0 bytes) 17:47:36 1/06/01 (0)