Finneran: Viva La Revolucion

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Finneran: Viva La Revolucion

Tom Finneran
The setting was Versailles. That was where the first unsettling thought came to my capitalist mind, some years ago.

Versailles is stunning, truly beyond words. The grounds, the gardens, the fountains, the palace, the paintings, the sculptures---all combine to take one’s breath away.

To consider the immense wealth needed to construct and maintain Versailles, in the midst of the relatively impoverished seventeenth century, is to understand that systems of royal privilege were pretty good deals if you happened to be a royal.

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I’m not so sure that the butchers, the bakers, and the candlestick makers were all in on hereditary titles, hereditary lands, and hereditary palaces. From their unheated, damp, dirt floor hovels they must have wondered how even the moronic offspring of their elite lords and masters got to flaunt their social positions and flex their haughty sense of superiority.

In the recesses of my mind, I recall a passage from Dickens’ Tale of Two Cities where a royal coach is speeding through the streets of Paris only to collide with a street urchin in rags. The child is maimed yet the royal is too impatient to be concerned with his condition. Rather, the royal’s insolent and callous response is to toss two coins in the direction of the injured child and to instruct the driver to move along.

I can only imagine the muttered comments of the commoners as they witnessed once again the harsh treatment and brutal disregard of fellow human beings. The indifference of the royals to the plight of the masses of people was not matched by an equivalent indifference of the masses to the plight of their hungry children. Tumbrels were quietly built and guillotines were steadily sharpened.

That there were horrid crimes and blood drenched madness afoot in the French revolution is undeniable. Equally undeniable was the anger of a people denied any semblance of hope for a better future or for justice for their children.

The capitalist in me could see both the kindling and the spark.

That unsettling thought occurred again last week on a Baltic cruise to St. Petersburg. I was in conversation with a fellow passenger with whom we had visited the Hermitage, Catherine’s Palace, and Peter’s Summer Palace, a combination of such magnificent opulence as to defy description. The passenger was a wealthy retired businessman—a capitalist to be sure---and yet his remark mirrored my own thoughts: that one could physically see and psychologically understand the fuel which fed the Russian revolution.

Once again, blood drenched furies exacted a slaughter of staggering measure, with the cruelty of the revolutionaries quickly eclipsing even that of the tsars.

Revolutions are fearful things and thankfully, they are exceedingly rare.

Such were my thoughts last week on the shores of the Baltic.

 

 

Tom Finneran is the former Speaker of the Massachusetts House of Representatives, served as the head the Massachusetts Biotechnology Council, and was a longstanding radio voice in Boston radio


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