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Arthur Wellsley, sexual predator

Quite a while ago when I was trying to decide what to do for my final year dissertation, my flatmates and I put our heads together a compiled a list of possible titles:

"Robespierre: I wish he was my best friend."
"L'Ancien Régime: Fuck that Shit!"
"The Life and Disabilities of Lord Nelson."
"Pom-Poms and petticoats: The Sexual Life of the Duke Of Wellington"
"Ankles All the Way!"

The Wellington one sprang from this image caption from Foulkes' Dancing Into Battle: A Social History of the Battle of Waterloo:



As my flatmate stated, if I ever run out of money I can always write a biography called "The Potent Years of the Iron Duke."

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trf_chan
Mar. 29th, 2012 10:11 am (UTC)
"Robespierre: I wish he was my best friend."

Replace Robespierre with Saint-Just, and I think you've got the gist of the thesis I'm writing next year.

Also, this is the best post ever, and I would read the hell out a book called "The Potent Years of the Iron Duke." XD
citoyenne
Mar. 31st, 2012 04:57 pm (UTC)
Hahaha, aww! I cannot help but think it will be something along the lines of this. (Just with guillotines instead of balloons, obviously.)

On second thought, that would make a good tag line for a film as well... Historical niche porn, here I come!
fredchook
Mar. 29th, 2012 02:02 pm (UTC)
Robespierre and the Prostitutes who Spanked.

Babbage: Fun is Inefficient and Wasteful.
citoyenne
Mar. 30th, 2012 07:52 pm (UTC)
Ahhh, I wish I could change my topic now, although I don't know which of the two I'd choose - they're equally hilarious!
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