Charlotte-Corday

They guillotined Charlotte Corday and they said Marat is dead. No. Marat is not dead. Put him in the Pantheon or throw him in the sewar, it doesn’t matter - he’s back the next day. He’s reborn in the man who has no job, in the woman who has no bread, in the girl who has to sell her body, in the child who hasn’t learned to read; he’s reborn in the garrets of Rouen; he’s reborn in the basements of Lille; he’s reborn in the unheated tenement, in the wretched mattress without blankets, in the unemployed, in the proletariat, in the brothel, in the jailhouse, in your laws that show no pity, in your schools that give no future, and he reappears in all that is ignorance and he recreates himself from all that is darkness. Oh, beware, human society; you cannot kill Marat until you have killed the misery of poverty.
—  Victor Hugo
it is the year 2017 and someone on this hellsite called Charlotte Corday a royalist

Charlotte Corday was a 24-year-old living during the French Revolution. she was a republican- not like the modern political party in America; like someone who believes the government of their country should be a republic. she supported the general aim of the revolution, namely the end of the French monarchy and the establishment of a representative government in its place. even though, as the daughter of a minor noble, she’d have more to gain by the preservation of the old system

however, she strongly disagreed with the rapidly escalating violence of the new government and writer Jean-Paul Marat’s “kill everyone who disagrees with killing everyone who disagrees with us” attitude (he literally advocated killing 500 or 600 more people to make everything better in France). she decided somewhat shortsightedly that killing Marat would stop the Terror. so she did. she was executed, as she knew and accepted she would be, and the Terror intensified with Marat as a new emblematic martyr

she wrote an entire final letter to the people of France about how she felt she was acting to preserve the republic. but sure, just because she didn’t think a bloodbath was the best way to fix a broken country, she clearly supported every single thing the king did and didn’t give a shit about the starving peasants

tl;dr- “can you maybe chill?” Charlotte Corday said to the more murder-happy factions of the French Revolution via a kitchen knife. “how about you chill?” they replied via the guillotine

Charlotte Corday to the scaffold.

This French drawing depicts the public execution of Charlotte Corday (1768 - 1793), the woman who assassinated Jean-Paul Marat. After her head was severed from her body, a man picked it up and slapped it on the cheek in front of the crowd. Her dead body was soon examined to determine whether she was a virgin (it was believed that she had been having an affair with a man who may have urged her to assassinate Marat). She was still a virgin.

She was 24.

On 13th of July 1793, Charlotte Corday murdered the Jacobin fanatic Jean-Paul Marat. Hailed by the revolutionaries as a martyr, Marat was in fact an instigator of the unbalanced paranoia of the Terror, and would have sent many people to their deaths had she not murdered him. Charlotte, the real martyr, was guillotined for her actions.

“I have killed one man to save a hundred thousand.”

Kate Beaton comic on the topic of the murder of Jean-Paul Marat (1743-1793), an important figure in the French Revolution. Marat had a really bad medical condition which kept him in the bath. The woman’s name is Charlotte Corday. She was motivated out of revulsion for the September Massacres and the Reign of Terror as a whole (which Marat played a role in) and thought the country was basically going to hell.

(I’m not 100% sure but I think that a loved one of hers died due to something that Marat wrote, he wrote some pretty inflammatory things.)

That awkward moment when some chick gossips with you in the bath for 15 minutes, and then kills you

What many people do not know about Charlotte Corday’s murder of Jean Paul-Marat is that she actually sat there with him for about 15 minutes telling him about a “Girondist uprising” that she supposedly had knowledge of before pulling out a knife and stabbing him.

Marat was no creep, however.  This unorthodox meeting place was unavoidable; he had to remain in the bath due to a skin condition.

Either way, since the long meeting wasn’t particularly necessary, I guess she liked what she saw, if you know what I mean…