Friday, June 26, 2015

Maximilien Robespierre, "the Incorruptible," some bread and some coffee.



In 1789 the bloody shadow of the French Revolution became a sequence of events that would mark an equally dramatic rise and fall of one Maximilien Robespierre. A stoic ardent coffee drinker can only be remembered for the blood on his hands. Who was this man? Who was this calm voice of reason and staying hand that could quell a blood-thirsty populace; only to be swept along himself into a maddening story of political reckoning never quite seen in Europe since the days of Sulla of ancient Rome in 81 B.C? The lists! The names! No trial; no mercy! How many opponents of anything deemed republican were betrayed? Still to this very day, the name of Robespierre sends shudders down the spine. Images of people being dragged by their hair screaming as the guillotine came down with a bloody swiftness cannot be erased over many lifetimes! This is the story of Maximilien Robespierre, known to his contemporaries as "the Incorruptible"; a humble and pious man of no extraordinary renown, who suddenly became caught within an extraordinary political setting whose vicissitudes eventually led to the execution of the Monarch of France, Louis XVI, and an eventual personal fall just as dramatic as the rise to political prominence. The voice of quite reason that would control a mob eventually became its own victim.




Portrait of Robespierre by Boilly c.1791 Palais des Beaux-Arts de Lille.

Born  6 May 1758 and executed on 28 July 1794 Robespierre together with Danton and Marat became the cornerstones of the French Revolution

The life of Robespierre emerges with a scene of tranquility as a young lawyer in the town of Arras in the province of Artois. His father had been a local lawyer as well as his paternal grand-father. Educated locally and through a  scholarship at the Lycée Louis-le-Grand in Paris, the young man became an admirer of the Latin speeches of Cicero and Cato and idealized the virtues of the ancient Republic of Rome. Ironically, shortly after the coronation of King Louis XVI, the monarch was invited to Lycée Louis-le-Grand, whereupon a young prize winning student by the name of Maximilien Robespierre, at a mere 17 years of age, was named amongst 500 other students, to give the King's welcoming speech! Robespierre graduated as a lawyer at the age of 23 years and was admitted to the Arras bar and appointed a criminal judge in 1782.

Before the year 1783 and a recording of a legal case which he handed, little is heard of him and nothing known of any revolutionary fervor that he may have held. Meticulous in routine, daily the young Robespierre rose early every day and worked for an hour before taking his morning coffee that was served by his doting sister Charlotte. He was a well groomed man taking precise care for his presentation. Robespierre was “well-combed and powdered, in a spotless dressing-gown, installed before a table laden with fine fruit, fresh butter, pure milk and fragrant coffee.” Furthermore, before eating his breakfast, he would always say grace. With such equanimity and pose Robespierre would compose the order of his day and always with a delightful coffee for inspiration. For dinner as much as he could he would avoid alcohol and if at all would dilute his wine with water if company called for a social drink. Courteous to women, in return he was adored and sought after. But shy and reserved, Robespierre always felt his duty to his legal work and dedicated himself to serve as an exemplary figure of moral excellence. Essential, he was a private man, dedicated to routine and moderately inspired by his passion for coffee and fresh fruit.

Maximilien Robespierre's 30th birthday came in 1788 which was suddenly becoming a year of great social agitation across the nation. Everywhere everything was going wrong and the intensity and excitement was in the air and nobody could fail to notice that changes were about to descend. Needless to say these were turbulent times indeed and a nation was acutely aware of the dangers of social chaos. The Monarchy and the Clergy and the National Convention were all at odds. Thus Robespierre would find himself being dragged into heated and animated discussions from which there was no escape for a man of legal duty.

The beginnings of the French Revolution are hard to determine but the essential causes lay in a great sweep of social and political unrest starting in earnest in discussions and commentaries by French philosophers on the plight of the common man in France and the lack of any voice within an archaic system of governance. Jean-Jacques Rousseau was at once the architect and inspiration of the Revolution. To Robespierre  and many of his contemporaries, the famed but deceased writer Rousseau, had laid down the law when he produced the very  Bible of the Revolution; The Social Contract, and which began  with it's defiant testimony: “Man is born free and everywhere he is in chains.” Everywhere people began to recall the precedent of the English Revolution and Oliver Cromwell and at once new possibilities were emerging for the discussion of France becoming a Republic, free of it's apathetic rulers. Formally  many historians mark the assault on the infamous prison; the Bastille in Paris on 14th July 1789 as the tinder-box event that electrified a nation into compounding action.


Robespierre, having been elected as a member of was elected a member of the academy of Arras in 1783, then speedily rose in politics until the point he was elected as 5th deputy of the Third Estate of Artois to the Estates-General in 1789 at the age of only 30 years. The position as an elected member entailed he should move to Paris and shortly he became a representative National Assembly. When Robespierre arrived in Paris the atmosphere was already heated and at once Robespierre took to the cafes of Paris to listen to the opinions of the educated over brews of coffee. One such place Robespierre gravitated towards was the famed; Café Procope, which opened it's doors in 1686 in Paris located in the street then known as the Rue des Fossés-Saint-Germain-des-Prés. The establishment  started as a more genteel setting, where men of fashion and distinction may gather and enjoy a polite conversation over a café. Also just opposite the street in 1689 the famous theater  Comédie Française was established which brought many clientele for a cup of coffee after the plays were shown. In Paris in the 17th century, coffee was taken at the rowdy taverns. The cafe was made famous as the scene of frequent visits by that startling man of letters Voltaire himself. Even the colossus Jean-Jacques Rousseau is said to have visited the cafe one day having found boredom in the theater thereby seeking refuge in the company of more philosophical men. Paris in the 18th century was full of men who questioned everything in the new age of Reason.  Earlier in the mid-18th century, men of such eloquence such as the famed writers Jean-François de La Harpe, Denis Diderot and the Marquis de Condorcet were all frequent for a night of discussion, philosophy, politics and a brew of coffee. In later years as the politics of Paris grew more heated in the 1780's this cafe house of distinction became the center of gravity for men of more serious intent. As the politics of the day became a serious inquiry into the nature of the Monarchy and Government the famed cafe became the very first meeting place of Robespierre, Danton and Marat who all consumed coffee and then used the cafe to discuss the political action of the day. Few would have realized that the cafe itself would soon become the scene to spark the philosophical birth of Revolution as men of political will and mind sought to seize the moment and shape the new course and destiny of France itself. As a result of his frequent visits to the cafe Robespierre soon found himself attracted to a political group known as the Jacobin Club which initially started as the voice piece of the moderate constitutional ideas of the Parisian bourgeoisie. At this time Robespierre was not against the Monarchy but admitted that great changes need to be made to the constitution. With the dramatic storming of the Bastille the Jacobin Club became extremely alarmed at the extremity and danger of revolution and so they reorganized themselves into a new group in 1791 to be known as the Feuillants.



The famous Café Procope as it stands today in Paris


Such was the autocracy of the French Monarchy that for the last 175 years there had been no properly organized meeting of the deliberative body of French government that included representatives of three Estates: the First being comprised of the clergy, the Second, the nobility and the Third comprised of the middle and lower classes being the educated and relatively affluent bourgeoisie. With the rise of the commercial classes and degradation of the common man; society was clamoring for a new voice. the failure of the Monarchy to recognize the need for changes indeed became the root cause of a revolution which became the bloodiest political class struggle in European history. The Estates began their first meeting at Versailles on May 5, 1789 with Robespierre in attendance and almost immediately they became rebuffed by the Monarchy. The Third Estate then declared itself the "National Assembly" for which Robespierre became a deputy. Moreover the new National Assembly announced that it alone was the only legal representative of the people. But in moderate fashion at the outset the new National Assembly clearly let it be known that the other two Estates must be included in all legislative deliberation. The rebuttal of the Monarchy quickly led to a rapid succession of events within the days that followed. Neither Robespierre nor the moderate new National Assembly was prepared for the events that followed on the 14th July 1789..


If a picture could launch a thousand words then surely Eugene Delacroix became the one French painter in 1830 that captured the imagination of a Revolution that led to the execution of it's Monarch. Liberty leading the People can be seen in the famous Louvre in Paris.

In a dramatic turn of events the French Revolution was born of blood. Coincidentally, Thomas Jefferson, America's Minister to France, of the newly liberated United States of America (13 colonies) and independent since 1776,  was at Versailles as events unfolded. In his letters to the American secretary of State, John Jay, he wrote a vivid account of how events unfolded over a dramatic 4 day period starting 12th July 1789:

 "July 12

In the afternoon a body of about 100 German cavalry were advanced and drawn up in the Place Louis XV. and about 300 Swiss posted at a little distance in their rear. This drew people to that spot, who naturally formed themselves in front of the troops, at first merely to look at them. But as their numbers increased
their indignation arose: they retired a few steps, posted themselves on and behind large piles of loose stone collected in that Place for a bridge adjacent to it, and attacked the horse with stones. The horse charged, but the advantageous position of the people, and the showers of stones obliged them to retire, and even to quit the field altogether, leaving one of their number on the ground. The Swiss in their rear were observed never to stir. This was the signal for universal insurrection, and this body of cavalry, to avoid being massacred, retired towards Versailles.

The people now armed themselves with such weapons as they could find in Armourer's shops and private houses, and with bludgeons, and were roaming all night through all parts of the city without any decided and practicable object".


"July 13

The next day the States press on the king to send away the troops, to permit the Bourgeoisie of Paris to arm for the preservation of order in the city, and offer to send a deputation from their body to tranquillize them. He refuses all their propositions. A Committee of magistrates and electors of the city are appointed, by their bodies, to take upon them it's government.

The mob, now openly joined by the French guards, force the prisons of St. Lazare, release all the prisoners, and take a great store of corn, which they carry to the corn market. Here they get some arms, and the French guards begin to form and train them. The City committee determines to raise 48,000 Bourgeois, or rather to restrain their numbers to 48,000".


"July 14

On the 14th, they send one of their members (Monsieur de Corny, whom we knew in America) to the Hotel des Invalides to ask arms for their Garde Bourgeoise. He was followed by, or he found there, a great mob. The Governor of the Invalids came out and represented the impossibility of his delivering arms without the orders of those from whom he received them.
De Corney advised the people then to retire, retired himself, and the people took possession of the arms. It was remarkable that not only the Invalids themselves made no opposition, but that a body of 5000 foreign troops, encamped within 400 yards, never stirred.

Monsieur de Corny and five others were then sent to ask arms of Monsieur de Launai, Governor of the Bastille. They found a great collection of people already before the place, and they immediately planted a flag of truce, which was answered by a like flag hoisted on the parapet. The deputation prevailed on the people to fall back a little, advanced themselves to make their demand of the Governor, and in that instant a discharge from the Bastille killed 4. people of those nearest to the deputies. The deputies retired, the people rushed against the place, and almost in an instant were in possession of a fortification, defended by 100 men, of infinite strength, which in other times had stood several regular sieges and had never been taken. How they got in, has as yet been impossible to discover. Those, who pretend to have been of the party tell so many different stories as to destroy the credit of them all.

 They took all the arms, discharged the prisoners and such of the garrison as were not killed in the first moment of fury, carried the Governor and Lieutenant governor to the Greve (the place of public execution) cut off their heads, and set them through the city in triumph to the Palais royal.

About the same instant, a treacherous correspondence having been discovered in Monsieur de Flesselles prevot des marchands, they seize him in the hotel de ville, where he was in the exercise of his office, and cut off his head.

These events carried imperfectly to Versailles were the subject of two successive deputations from the States to the King, to both of which he gave dry and hard answers, for it has transpired that it had been proposed and agitated in Council to seize on the principal members of the States general, to march the whole army down upon Paris and to suppress it's tumults by the sword. But at night the Duke de Liancourt forced his way into the king's bedchamber, and obliged him to hear a full and animated detail of the disasters of the day in Paris. He went to bed deeply impressed.

The decapitation of de Launai worked powerfully thro' the night on the whole Aristocratical party, insomuch that in the morning those of the greatest influence on the Count d'Artois represented to him the absolute necessity that the king should give up every thing to the states. This according well enough with the dispositions of the king, he went about 11 oclock, accompanied only by his brothers, to the States general, and there read to them a speech, in which he asked their interposition to re-establish order. . . Tho this be couched in terms of some caution, yet the manner in which it was delivered made it evident that it was meant as a surrender at discretion.

The demolition of the Bastille was now ordered, and begun. A body of the Swiss guards, of the regiment of Ventimille, and the city horse guards join the people. The alarm at Versailles increases instead of abating. They believed that the Aristocrats of Paris were under pillage and carnage, that 150,000 men were in arms coming to Versailles to massacre the Royal family, the court, the ministers and all connected with them, their practices and principles.

The Aristocrats of the Nobles and Clergy in the States general vied with each other in declaring how sincerely they were converted to the justice of voting by persons, and how determined to go with the nation all it's lengths.

The foreign troops were ordered off instantly".


 "July 16

Every minister resigned . . . and that night and the next morning the Count d'Artois and a Monsieur de Montesson (a deputy) connected with him, Madame de Polignac, Madame de Guiche and the Count de Vaudreuil favorites of the queen, the Abbe de Vermont her confessor, the Prince of Conde and Duke de Bourbon, all fled, we know not whither.

The king came to Paris, leaving the queen in consternation for his return . . .the king's carriage was in the center, on each side of it the States general, in two ranks, afoot, at their head the Marquis de la Fayette as commander in chief, on horseback, and Bourgeois guards before and behind.

About 60,000 citizens of all forms and colours, armed with the muskets of the Bastille and Invalids as far as they would go, the rest with pistols, swords, pikes, pruning hooks, scythes &c. lined all the streets thro' which the procession passed, and, with the crowds of people in the streets, doors and windows, saluted them every where with cries of 'vive la nation.' But not a single 'vive Ie roy' was heard.

The king landed at the Hotel de ville. There, Monsieur Bailly presented and put into his hat the popular cockade, and addressed him. The king being unprepared and unable to answer, Bailly went to him, gathered from him some scraps of sentences, and made out an answer, which he delivered to the Audience as from the king.

On their return, the popular cries were 'vive le roy et la nation.' He was conducted by a garde Bourgeoise to his palace at Versailles, and thus concluded such an Amende honorable as no sovereign ever made and no people ever received."


Reference: Jefferson's account: Boyd, Julian (ed.), The Papers of Thomas Jefferson, vol 15 (1958)


Prise de la Bastille by Jean-Pierre Houël 1789, Louvre, Paris.

As a nation fell into chaos the King and Queen of France made a daring dash for safety on the 20th June 1791. They were arrested at Varrenes and escorted back to Paris. Prosecutors growing weary of accommodating the royal family in Paris started to look for reasons to hold a trial for the King and Queen. At the Jacobin Club Robespierre declared himself to be "ni monarchiste ni républicain". But the opinions of Robespierre were kept close to his heart and as the anti-royalist flames were fanned by the threats of war from Austria, his carefully calculated words would sway with the wind against the Monarchy.

The life of Maximilien Robespierre was now rapidly on the ascendant. On 30 September 1791, the Constituent Assembly was officially dissolved and the people of Paris named both Pétion and Robespierre as the two incorruptible patriots for their honor, modesty and refusal of bribes and offers. Robespierre continued to visit the his favorite Café Procope as life seemed to drift back into a calm which was to become merely a lull before the final storm.

Within a tumultuous political setting whree men fought to shape their ideology, later that year in 1791 the National Assembly, which replaced the Constituent Assembly, was itself replaced by the Legislative Assembly of France. Thereafter, in September 1792, the Legislative Assembly was replaced by  The National Convention and the monarchy was finally and officially abolished. The abolition of the Monarchy was the final step towards the trial of the King himself. But Robespierre, who was fast becoming the face of the Jacobin club for the ideals of the Republic, soon came under vicious attack from the Girondists who favored a moderate constitution and the radical revolutionaries. The Girondists denounced the trial of the King and the radicals pressed ahead for a trial in December 1791. 



At this stage in the turbulent history of the Revolution, an instrument of public execution appeared for the very first time and which was to become synonymous with the Reign of Terror that was about to be unleashed. The very first victim of the guillotine was a convicted felon by the name of Nicolas-Jacques Pelletier. He was a petty criminal condemned to death who was executed before a jubilant crowd of onlookers at the Place de la Révolution on the 25th April 1792. Thus the Reign of Terror was born! Within months of  Pelletier’s execution, the National Convention sent thousands of accused political activists and opposition to the the guillotine. At the height of this terror as many as 300 accused men and women were executed in just 3 days. with such twists of irony even the former royal executioner of King Louis XVI was himself guillotined on 21 January 21, 1793. Once the blood-letting had started in 1792 with the establishment of the Revolutionary Tribunal, the lists of public enemies began to grow faster and faster and Robespierre who headed the 'Mountain" faction in the 'National Convention' because he sat on the top benches, became helplessly swept along as the great purge began.

On 20 November 1792, public opinion against the Monarchy turned sharply  after the discovery of a secret cache of some 726 documents consisting of Louis' personal letters to Europe. Austria was prepared to sack Paris and France prepared to wage all out war. The documents were deemed hostile to the French Republic and required a trial of treason. In the war that ensued the Austrians proved utterly disorganized before a citizen army of the French inspired by the eloquence of Georges Danton.


King Louis XVI, Queen Marie Antoniette and family, Palace of Versailles

At the trial of the Monarch, Maximilien Robespierre argued for an execution. Finally, on 15 January 1793, a vote was carried out charging Louis XVI with conspiracy and attacks upon public safety. The vote was in agreement by 691 of the 749 deputies present. On the 19th January  1793, 387 deputies voted for the death penalty, 334 voted for detention or a conditional death penalty, and 28 abstained or were absent.

On January 21, 1793 King Louis XVI at the at the Place de la Révolution. 


On July 27, 1793, Maximilien Robespierre was appointed to the Committee of Public Safety, which replaced the Revolutionary Tribunal, thus consolidating his growing political power. It is from this point in the history of the man that the laurels of 'incorruptible' become lost as the man of former stoicism became the ruthless dictator to sweep aside any shadow of enmity in the ruthless charge to secure his very own position. Although the Committee possessed a collective responsibility to pass decree and judgement effectively all heads were turned to the voice of Maximilien Robespierre, who thus in turn became pressed to satisfy the thirst of the mob for justice and a complete purge of all enemies of France. Thus arose the unholy alliance of madness between the idealist Robespierre, the fiery Danton and the hated Marat - the mad and unbalanced Swiss doctor. The triumvirate became such a union for vengeance that it's very own zeal for political security became doomed almost at the outset because of the insecurity of it's own leaders.

Queen Marie Antoinette was executed on 16 October 1793 at the at the Place de la Révolution.


By April 1794 had only purged 116 names. But as the Committee of Public Safety quickly descended into a bloody swirl of madness, Georges Danton himself, the staunch ally of Robespierre, was accused of financial corruption, tried and promptly executed on the 5th April 1794 with 14 of his supporters. As he walked to the scaffold Danton exclaimed "not a man of them has an idea of government. Robespierre will follow me; he is dragged down by me. Ah, better be a poor fisherman than meddle with the government of men!" and then he faced his executioner and said his last words ... "Don't forget to show my head to the people. It is well worth seeing". Left with no choice, Robespierre swiftly began his maneuverings to remove any potential threat to his tenuous position of authority. Thereafter 500 more names were executed after the execution of Danton by 1st June 1794. Moreover between 10th June and 27th June records show that a staggering 1,363 names were consumed by the bloody blade of revolution. once the blade had fallen there simply was no way that the purge could be stopped. The man of virtue was now completely paralyzed by the fear of his critics that needed to be silence. They all had to be silenced; all of them! Paris was fast descending into utter bedlam. The murderous rantings of Jean-Paul Marat, the mad Swiss doctor, were growing more extreme as he screamed for the blood of 200,000 heads in his paper L’Ami du Peuple. The killing must not end until all scores were settled. It must be all of them for if one should be left standing then retribution could turn swiftly against Robespierre. without compunction he warned his fellow citizens that for those who would not learn the ideals of his own Virtue, the “Blade of the Republic” awaits. “The Terror is nothing save justice, prompt, severe, inflexible. It is an emanation of Virtue”.

With such tragedy Robespierre "the incorruptible" man of piety became swept into such a political situation of extremities where he would have to follow the mad ravings of Marat and order the execution of many notable French citizens. A path of mutually assured self-destruction eventually led to the impeachment and removal of Danton and murder of Marat in his own bath tub by Marie-Charlotte Corday. At her own examination when pressed for an explanation for the murder  of Marat, Marie-Charlotte Corday replied "I told my plans to no one. I was not killing a man but a wild beast who was devouring the French people". Ultimately, the blade of anger would turn on Maximilien Robespierre himself. Accused of tyranny by his own deputies the unrest could only lead to more brutal removals or the death of the instigator himself. In complete fear many deputies who feared for their own lives knew that Robespierre had to be removed and very fast. The man of unquestionable virtue was fast becoming a demagogue of extreme ideology. Many deputies knew that their own days were numbered unless the tyrant can be removed.  In a final act of confrontation at the National Convention debating all this maddening blood-letting the deputies who lived in fear found strength and a single voice accused Robespierre of tyranny. With an uproar that followed Robespierre was stunned and his voice drowned out. this was the spark everyone was waiting for. Robespierre was shouted down, over-spoken and accused of being a bloody dictator. Somehow managing to retain his composure he walked out of the National Convention. But in quick action deputies ordered the gendarme police to arrest Robespierre that evening in his home. The man who accused people of flouting the virtues of the revolution was now himself bearing the stigma and mark of a dead man. What followed next is largely unclear. Did Robespierre try to commit suicide or did a gendarme let lose a shot in the face of the man in a scuffle? Whatever the version, the finality of Robespierre was to be laid out in prison on a table with the indignity of being mocked at and sneered at by the very people who were once his strong allies. Robespierre had swept in a reign of terror and was now himself swept to the guillotine without trial.

With the execution of King Louis XVI in 1793, upon viewing the final procession the writer Saint -Honore would draw the curtain so that a child of his house would not see that which should not be seen. Yet, when it became the turn of Maximilien Robespierre himself, there were no curtains drawn as onlookers were thrilled to see the back of this man, or rather, the very head of the man who had terrorized France for many years!! With bandages unwrapped from his wounded face Robespierre would scream until the final curtain was drawn.

The difference between the French Revolution and it's inspiration form the American Revolution of 1776 was that whilst the 13 american colonies had a unifying purpose to declare independence from Great Britain and refuse to pay it's taxes, in contrast, the French Revolution became a chaotic force out of control once men's minds were unfettered with the storming of the Bastille. With the removal of the British administration the Americans had a plan to implement civil order immediately; with the French; the very spontaneity of the removal of the Monarchy and its administration paved the path for a power struggle on terrible proportions. Like savages men strove to outdo and remove each other as the vacuum of power became a free-for all where personal conflicts and scores could be settled by a reign of Terror rather than through the education of the populace with the ideals of Rousseau.


It is said that the Reign of Terror instigated by Robespierre arbitrarily executed 17,000 people.  On 28th July 1794 Robespierre and 21 of his ardent followers, without trial, were all led to the same guillotine that they would use to install their system of justice. The next few days saw a further 82 of his supporters executed without trial and thus ended the Reign of Terror in a climax that not even a literary genius could have anticipated!  The National Convention was now rid of these madmen, for once and for all, as the bloodshed came to an appreciable halt. The extremists of political ideology had decimated each other. The demagogues were gone and political tensions abated as the voice of reason started to descend upon the National Convention.

Could it be said that the congregation of great thinkers in Paris coffee houses became the moral justification for the Revolution? Such towering figures as Rosseau, Diderot, Danton, Robespierre and Marat all held their own position within the Paris coffee houses amidst the some of the most violent political history of the day.

That a morning coffee would inspire a visionary to lead the French Revolution of political and social ideas to the cry of Liberté, égalité, fraternité is one matter of incredulity. Notwithstanding, with the assured demise of Robespierre, through the ensuing chaos and bloodshed of a nation, almost certainly, the copious consumption of our popular beverage paved the path for another visionary of greater renown, quietly waiting in the shadows of power. We speak of none other than an even greater man of destiny himself; Napoleon Bonaparte. 


Historical reflections on the world's most popular beverage by Pieter Bergli

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Sunday, June 14, 2015

The Venetian State and the first glimpse of a Coffee Trade


The Dutch may have been the first Europeans to popularize coffee drinking in the Netherlands and Europe, but it was the Venetians (Modern Italy) that discovered the humble beverage through their trading connections with the Ottoman Empire (modern Turkey) in Asia Minor.

The Republic of Venice grew from the lagoon communities in the area of Venice in north eastern Italy in the years that followed the collapse of the Roman Empire in 476 AD. The Most Serene Republic of Venice as the state soon became to be know properly thrived from circa 7th century AD until the year 1797 for almost an entire millennium. The foundation of this empire was based upon a rapidly growing economic power in the wake of the collapse of Rome which stemmed from maritime supremacy in the Adriatic which gradually grew into a trading power across the region and into the Aegean where West meets East and where Venetian trading outposts came into contact with the Ottoman Empire of modern Turkey.

Early Venetian state c.1000 AD
Venetian state 1000 AD
Rome, having been eclipsed by invading northern tribes of the Visigoths, Lombardi and Hun, faded into insignificance as the great city of Constantinople continued to thrive in the eastern section of the Roman Empire to become the Byzantine Empire. With eyes on the main prize being Rome itself the invading Lombards and Huns did not have the time to think about invading a lesser prize of minor coastal cities and lagoon communities in the north east. With this respire in mind the Venetians quietly began to quickly reorganizing themselves and consolidate their regional power into a defensive force should ever the invaders of Rome contemplate a meaningless advance into the north eastern part of Italy where wealth was scarce and economy poor at the time.  Years would pass by and peace reigned in the lands of the Venetian communities until one Orso Ipato was confirmed by Constantinople and the Byzantine Emperor Leo III, with the titles of hypatus and dux (duke) as the first historically known Doge of Venice in 726 AD.

On the other side of the Adriatic and across the Aegean Sea Constantinople fell before the Sultan Mehmed II of the Turks in 1453 thus  bringing an end to the Byzantine Empire and indeed closing the chapter on the story of Rome th Mehemed marched into the noble city and  proclaimed this conquest to endear to memory by announcing that the Ottoman capital would be moved from modern Turkey to Constantinople, or modern Istanbul. The fair city of Roman emperors since 330 AD and the seat of Christendom was now over-taken itself.

With a mighty army of 200,000 men the Sultan crossed the Bosphorus which separates modern Turkey from Europe. So large was the fleet that the entire channel crossing to Constantinople was engulfed by 320 vessels as the siege came into effect. Constantinople could only last 57 days and on May 29.

As Sultan Mehmed stepped into the ruins of the Boukoleon, known to the Ottomans and Persians as the Palace of the Caesars, built 1100 years before by Theodosius II, the sultan  uttered the famous lines of Saadi   
      
 “ The spider weaves the curtains in the palace of the Caesars
the owl calls the watches in the towers of Afrasiab.”


After the conquest of Constantinople, the Ottoman Sultan Mehmed claimed for himself the now defunct title of "Caesar" of the Roman Empire (Qayser-i Rûm). Yet to Christian Europe the claim would fall on deaf ears. Rome the eternal city and it's Empire was dead but it's memory eternally enshrined.

Being situated on the Adriatic Sea Venice would always find itself trading goods along the coast of the Adriatic and into the Aegean with the cities of modern Greece  and into Constantinople itself. First of all Venice had to consolidate it's defences, organize its armies and become such a deterrence for invading northern tribes that they could be left alone in peace. When the overall defensive goal was achieved, untroubled, Venice built her naval strength next in the 7th and 8th centuries AD and sought to rid the Adriatic of many Saracen and Slavic pirates plundering merchant vessels at the time.
From the 11th century onwards Venice became a major port of embarkation for pilgrims to the Holy lands and so Venetian vessels were constantly plying the seas for Holy missions. Venice also had a huge role to play carrying armies upon the Crusades. During the First Crusade Venice sent two hundred ships to assist bringing armies to the coastal cities of Syria. In 1110, Ordelafo Faliero, Doge of Venice, commanded a Venetian fleet of one hundred ships to assist King Baldwin I of Jerusalem and King Sigurd I of Norway in capturing the city of Sidon for Christendom. Thus through military involvement with her growing maritime power and the subsequent peace, by the late 12th century,





Venice was becoming very prosperous by coming into contact with the Muslim world and trading in spices and silks and all kinds of commodities that could be sent to the Medieval cities of Europe. In 1202 Venice partook in the plunder of Constantinople during the fourth crusade which ended the Byzantine rule briefly. Venice also organized the Aegean islands into the Venetian puppet the Duchy of the Archipelago. With the restoration of Byzantine rule at Constantinople in 1261 under Michael VIII Palaiologos, Venice retained rights and trading supremacy until the sack of the city later by Sultan Mehmed. But Venice also paid a huge price when Constantinople fell to the Sultam Mehmed and declared their own opposition to the Sultan. Hitherto, Venice enjoyed prosperity using Greek cities like Thessalonica as trading outposts into the Muslim world. A thirty years war ensued and this cost Venice a lot of money in defending Thessalonica and other Greek trading posts. With peace achieved Venice lost much of her Greek trading posts and wealth to pay a costly price to resume trade with the Ottoman world.

One of the first recorded examples of Venetian trade with the Ottomans comes in 1419 with an Ottoman merchant by the name of Celebi Mehmed Reis of Ankara. Now, the merchant Celebi Mehmed Reis of Ankara was known in the local Turkish trading world for trading spices and building a successful venture reaching Indian trade routes and down into Arabia. Furthermore, his trading networks via the Aegean Greek islands, even indirectly spread into the Adriatic with his traders coming into contact with Venetian merchants plying the Aegean. Very much today like an international commodities house, like Glencore for example,
the House of Celebi Mehmed Reis of Ankara was spread over a wide range of commodities such as fine wools from the Indian subcontinent and modern Pakistan, silk materials from India and China from the historical Silk Road,  clothes of all sorts, leather pieces and spices. The gentleman is also know to have started an international money transfer system frequently holding large amounts of Venetian Ducats (silver money  stable at 124 Venetian soldi) and Ottoman Sultani or Suleiman. With the establishment of Venetian trading outposts in the Aegean Sea venice could now command what no other European power of the time could achieve; namely, reliable access to the Silk Road via it's Ottoman trading partners. In spite of the chequered history of conflict with the Ottoman Empire, Europe through Venice now had access to the silk and spice markets which grew into direct shipping to Venice by 1573 when we hear of Ottoman merchants arriving at Venice and paying local trade taxes at the rate of  2000 ducat  per year for unfettered and free access to Venetian ports.

Another successful international commodities trader that rose to prominence in the history of venetian trade was  a merchant by the name of Resul Aga who flourished in commercial activities at Venice around 1590 - 1620. Having secured trade concessions with the state of Venice and payment of local taxes, Resul Aga had a fleet of commercial vessels plying between Venice and Constantinople carrying silks, spices and waxes. Resul Aga is also known to have set up his own foreign exchange trading house in Constantinople holding vast sums of Venetian Ducats for trade.

During the same time as the emergence of the Ottoman merchant Resul Aga, another merchant by the name of Cafer Pasa of Ankara came to prominence. Cafer Pasa is also know to have paid his taxes and delivered to the door steps of Venice fine wools, cottons and threads from India. Once again Cafe Pasa became a foreign exchange trader maintaining Ducats for Sultani and determining the rate of exchange which very much depended on those days if there was peace of conflict in the region not known for prolonged stability.


Thus with the emergence of vast trading networks into the Aegean Sea from the 1200's to the 1600's, the direct contact of Venice with Constantinople, during times of peace and conflict, almost ensured that Venice would be the first European nation to come into contact with the now popular beverage coffee long before the Dutch made the coffee drink a huge success in Northern Europe in the early 1600's. That merchants had to find a way through historical conflict was very much part of the dangers of economic trade in an ear where Europe and the Ottoman Empire was constantly in a state of friction as in the case of the Fourth Ottoman–Venetian War (1570–1573) where traders somehow had to find a way round the regional conflicts to ensure the delivery of silks and spices form Asian and maintain their profit. When referring to the map above it can be quickly seen how proximity with the old Byzantine Empire could only result in economic activity and war to secure prominence within such activity to control the tides of fortune in the Aegean and Adriatic Seas.

The Ottoman world and Arabia came into direct contact with the inevitable rise of Ottoman military might and it's expansion through the Middle East in the 1500's. In a swift campaign under Selim 1 the Ottoman armies absorbed the Middle East in a 3 year campaign. In 1514 the Ottomans marched into
modern Iran taking the cities of Tabriz and Ardabil. Then 1n 1516 the Ottomans took Aleppo and Damascus of modern Syria, Jerusalem in modern Israel, Cairo of modern Egypt in 1517 and finally Jeddha and Mecca in the same year in modern Saudi Arabia giving the Ottoman Empire total control of the Red Sea, Persian Gulf and direct access to the Indian ocean. Already the Ottoman Empire has come into direct contact with the coffee drinking culture that was spreading from Ethiopia to Saudi and then on to the Egyptian and Syrian cities in the 1400's. But now with the Ottoman Empire so vastly expanded into the Middle East the trade of coffee to modern Turkey was now complete as merchants from Egypt and Saudi sought to popularize the drink in new Turkish coffee houses emerging in modern Turkey. the military campaigns of the Ottomans to absorb modern Iran, Syria, Saudi and Egypt resulted in a vast congregation of different cultures, allbeit under the single religion of Islam. Thus it would become inevitable for Istanbul to allow a degree of tolerance in allowing the coffee drinking culture to spread should the new empire seek to integrate successfully and rapidly.

Venice and Egypt share a long trading history since the very first Crusades. Actually, the first formal Venetian trade agreements were made with the Ayyubid Sultans of Egypt in the early 1300's. The trade agreement formed was renewable regularly with valuations of taxes and even after the Ayyubid Sultans were succeeded by the Mamluks in the 1300's and then the Ottomans in 1517, trade agreements were maintained. The very first products traded from Egypt to Venice was rock crystals. Since the Roman Empire and the days of Julius Caesar, Mark Antony and Cleopatra, Rome and Egypt have shared common histories and cultures as civilizations clashed and merged within the melting pot of the age of Rome. As in the past, Venetian scholars were completely awed at the early history of Egypt sought to work at deciphering the Egyptian hieroglyphics.


Egyptian antiquities were highly sought by Venetian humanists and wealthy collectors from the Venetian trading houses. Moreover a Venetian publisher, Aldine Press, published the first ever European produced Arabic version of the Koran. This cultural exchanges between Venice and Egypt was thriving by the 1400's. It was at this time Sufism as a culture was spreading rapidly and the first simple coffee houses were emerging in Cairo and in the cosmopolitan trading town of Aleppo in modern Syria. Venetian traders would have certainly encountered the beverage due to it's increasing popularity amongst the locals and local agents looking for information on commodities would have gravitated to coffee houses where loose congregation and jovial talk could provide much needed information for the Venetian commodity traders. But with the stimulating effects of the beverage fondly known as kahve and with the rowdy atmospheres that ensued, the Ottoman world was beginning to frown and so Egypt carried a brief ban in 1532 on coffee consumption. In fact prior to this ban,  In 1511, the orthodox imams pushed for a complete ban at the theological court in Mecca. But these bans were unpopular and the ottomans knew that their had to be a balance between the ideas of the day In 1524 by an order of the Ottoman Turkish Sultan Selim I, with Grand Mufti Mehmet Ebussuud el-İmadi a fatwa was decreed allowing the popular consumption of coffee. Thereafter by the year 1555, during the reign of Sultan Suleiman the Magnificent of the Ottoman Empire, the popular beverage was brought to Istanbul. formerly Constantinople, by Özdemir Pasha, the Ottoman Governor of Yemen for courtiers to sample. Already traders from Istanbul were recognizing the growth of coffee houses throughout the Ottoman Empire. Thus, the Venetians who were expanding their commodity trading ventures, encountered a new product as they sought to make in-roads into the new trading arena of coffee bean trading in the Ottoman World. Venice quickly  sought to capitalize on it's dominant power and trade routes throughout the Ottoman trading ports of modern Turkey across to Egypt. Through the diplomacy of one of the oldest Venetian families - the house of Zen- and in particular the diplomatic efforts of Daragon Zen, the coffee bean was eventually brought to Venetian ports for trade with Europe by the early 1600's.



The Dutch quickly took advantage of the new product beverage and began formerly distributing the coffee bean in the Netherlands by 1612 where the beverage became an instant sensation with coffee houses springing up all over Europe from Rotterdam to Paris to London and across to Vienna. Although it was the ingenious Dutch that formally marketed and popularized the coffee beverage, it was the stolid Venetian commodity traders who first secured the trading routes of the coffee bean from the Ottoman world to Europe. But it was the Dutch who found out how to grow and cultivate the coffee plants of Mocha, Yemen in greenhouses in Amsterdam. This initial horticultural experiment and success became the inspiration for Dutch trade fleets to go to Java, Indonesia and Ceylon in the 1600's in search of the correct climates to grow the coffee plants on a mass scale.


Historical reflections on coffee by Pieter Bergli


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Tuesday, May 19, 2015

Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart and the Divine Inspiration of Coffee

Right up until the point of his death Mozart was a lover of two favorite pastimes: playing a game of billiards with his good friend, the Irish tenor Michael Kelly, and sharing copious amounts of black coffee whilst playing
his game under the candlelight. It is said that his greatest operatic work: The Magic Flute was completed under the Divine inspiration of this revered dark and aromatic beverage. The famous opera premiered on 30 September 1791 at Schikaneder's theatre in Vienna. So successful did the opera become that it even celebrated its 100th performance in November 1792 in a short year! But Mozart did not have the personal satisfaction to watch his own redemption as he had died on 5 December 1791 at the age of just 35 years.

That the consummation of the noble beverage would be come the nectar of the composers later genius is undisputed. Given the history of Mozart's precocious talent it is equally indisputable that the sheer volume of work produced required a source of inspiration for that innate genius to flower upon. Mozart was a genius by birth but even at times a genius needs to find the spark that could drive the mind to new loftier heights.

Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart b.1756 d. 1791 was the full name of this remarkable composer. who lived such a short life but composed such magical pieces that would be remembered for eternity.

Such was the prodigious talent that the young Mozart composed from the age of five and performed before European royalty still as a child.

In 1762 the father Herr Mozart and his family took the child prodigy on his first European trip to an exhibition at the court of the Prince-elector Maximilian III of Bavaria in Munich and then the Imperial Court in Vienna and Prague.

For the next three and a half years the family of Mozart took the child on a very long promotional concert tour to the courts of Munich, Mannheim, Paris, London, The Hague, again then back to Paris, and then back home to Austria via Zurich to Donaueschingen, and then Munich.

For interest Mozart actually wrote his first whole symphony when he was eight years old but it is very likely that his father, who was also musically inclined, had transcribed most of the key notes into writing. During his tender youth, Mozart met a number of famous musicians and acquainted himself with the works of other distinguished composers,  particularly Johann Christian Bach,whom Mozart visited in London in 1764 and 1765 and quite simply adored.

After some time back at home in Austria and in particular in Salzburg, after the child had acquired more musical direction, Mozart set off for Italy in 1769 to reach fame and fortune. In 1771 Mozart was distinguishably welcomed as a
member of the world famous Accademia Filarmonica. There in Rome, Mozart listened twice to performance of Gregorio Allegri's Miserere in the Sistine Chapel and was so profoundly moved that he actually wrote a replica out from memory, and thus producing the first ever copy of a work belonging to the Vatican. Thereafter in 1770 Mozart wrote the opera Mitridate, re di Ponto, which was performed with such success in Milan and which led to further enquirers and operatic  commissions. At the age of 17, Mozart was engaged as a court musician in Salzburg to the court of its ruler, Prince-Archbishop Hieronymus Colloredo. But the young musician grew tired and restless and gravitated towards Vienna, in spite of a great many number of new friends and admirers the young musician established in Salzburg. 

In Salzburg Mozart was a frequent customer of the cafe Tomaselli founded in 1703.

Having left Salzburg Mozart's new career in Vienna began very well and he quickly found acclaim. In 1782 mozart married  Constanze and the couple had six children, of whom only two survived infancy. In Vienna Mozart developed a new penchant for luxury and style to impress his new wife Constanze. As a result Mozart would find that his income from concerts would not match his expenditure and plush lifestyle and so in Vienna he would sink into a spiral of debt that would depress him until the point of his early death. It could be said that the financial pressures more than social dictates drove Mozart to find peace and contentment  through Billiards and the pleasure of drinking coffee as a stimulant to newly invigorate the mind.

Mozart met Joseph Haydn in Vienna around 1784, and the two composers quicklybecame friends. From 1782 to 1785 Mozart presented many concerts with himself as the soloist and introducing three or four new piano concertos in each season. The concerts were so popular, but again the income earned would waste very quickly on fine dining, clothes, hairstyling and all the requisites for social success in Viennese society of the day.

In 1787 Mozart finally obtained a steady post with steady income under  Emperor Joseph II who appointed Mozart as his "chamber composer". Also in the same year Mozart met the young Ludwig van Beethoven who spent several
weeks in Vienna. Eventually, Mozart died after years of financial distress and debt unable to afford the lifestyle he craved that started with his marriage to Constanze and all her social aspirations. In 1791, aged a mere 35 years, Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart succumbed.

Mozart was interred in a common grave in the city he adored, Vienna that was the contemporary Viennese custom, at the St. Marx Cemetery outside the city itself. 

Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart had composed over 600 works that remain a source of inspiration to this day.

Reflections on Mozart and coffee by Pieter Bergli

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Wednesday, May 13, 2015

"I love my coffee and enjoy art" is the same thing as "I love my art and enjoy cofee"

A cup of tea, or perhaps some coffee? Needless to say both are served exquisitely hot. But opinions are diverse and the debate rages on ...


Should the two perennial adversaries become a game of chess in itself then it would become a game without ending indeed!

Such an endless debate has agonized many a household dinner party guest with great eloquence and passionate appeal on either side of the petition. Yet there is no winner in sight as the clock ticks on and on past the midnight hour chimes; the prattle continues, the argument surges and respites. We live to contest another day with fervent desire of settling this discussion for once and for all.

Alice's Adventures in Wonderland,  shortened to Alice in Wonderland, was first published as a novel in 1865 by the English author Charles Lutwidge Dodgson, under the pseudonym Lewis Carroll b. 1832 d. 1898. The tale of Alice has always been appreciated enthusiastically as one of the greatest works of absolutely ridiculous literary nonsense at its most finest! With chopped up logic Lewis Caroll enthralls his audience both young and old with a captivating story that somehow holds together through all the episodes with a unique originality. 

Thus at the Mad Tea_Party, the author writes ...

'Then you should say what you mean,' the March Hare went on.
'I do,' Alice hastily replied: 'at least I mean what I say - that's the same thing, you know.'
'Not the same thing  bit!' said the Hatter. 'You might just as well say that "I see what I eat" is the same thing as "I eat what I see"! '
'You might just as well say,' added the March Hare, 'that "I like what I get" is the same thing as "I get what I  like "!'
'You might just as well say,' added the Dormouse, who seemed to be talking in his sleep, 'that "I breathe when I sleep" is the same thing as "I sleep when I breathe"!'

Thus  with equally poignant logic I must confirm to my readers that though "I love my coffee and enjoy art" it might just as well mean the same thing as "I love my art and enjoy coffee"!


Dear readers, please grab hold of your hot cup of coffee, kindly omit the tea and find equal if not greater delight when you turn to this great English classic which never fails to warm and amuse the spirit in those dark, lonely and cold hours of the evening.

The original engravings in the novel were created by the English cartoonist Sir John Tenniel b. 1820. d. 1914.

Finally, the author himself, Charles Lutwidge Dodgson was an avid reader, a professed cat-lover, and most importantly, a self-declared coffee drinker!



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Reflections upon art and coffee - Pieter Bergli, coffee enthusiast and narrator.

Sunday, May 10, 2015

Reflections upon man sitting at a coffee table by Edvard Munch

Edvard Munch was a famous Norwegian painter. Born 1863 and died 1944. He became famous for exploring human emotions and psychological themes which became a foundation for late 19th-century Symbolism in art and one of the main influences of German Expressionism in the early 20th century.




At The Coffee Table - 1883. This is one of the great works of the artistic genre Impressionism. it is an oil on canvas and can be viewed at the Munch Museum, Oslo, Norway.

For most coffee drinking can be a very personal experience and evocative. The painting by Edvard Munch depicts an old man and middle age woman seated at the cafe close to each other but almost oblivious of each other as each subject seems engaged in a deeply personal experience of reflection of their drink. The subjects lend a quiet dignity over the act of drinking quite in contrast to the rowdy and boisterous images one tends to see in 18th century images of coffee houses. The blues and greys lend to the solemnity of the entire affair balanced by the glowing red of the coffee table that seems to lift the spirit as the subjects gaze in pensive meditation of their cups of coffee.

Reflections upon art and coffee - Pieter Bergli, coffee enthusiast and narrator.

Friday, May 1, 2015

'On s'engage et puis on voit' - Let's jump in and then think what to do next! Napoleon

Solitary.


How he must have rued in pensive isolation, brooding over his coffee at the thought of his undignified defeat at Waterloo. An empire born of genius but barely lasting a generation. Of course he had a lot of time on his hands now. After all he was Napoleon Bonaparte; he could command whatever he could want even if he could demand that his morning coffee would be served on the finest porcelain. Alone and outcast on St. Helena would he be remembered at all for his services to his nation France? Had Napoleon Bonaparte been a voracious coffee drinker earlier in his life as he had become on St. Helens, perhaps the fate of Europe may have been different on that fateful day in Belgium on June 18, 1815. Napoleon had arrived on St Helena on 16 October 1815 after the defeat that summer by the British Allied forces at Waterloo. Alone and miserable he could only cling to his coffee mug and his wistful hopes that the politics in France would change and that the populace would recall the glory of France that he himself gave to the nation and rescue their Emperor for a third time from the isolation of exile. Nothing could be further from the truth. Europe was now tired of wars. Europe was tired of Napoleon. But worse; France had become fatigued of it's own Emperor. France was tired of the wars that followed the social chaos of the French revolution. It was time for peace in Europe; too much blood had been shed. Europe was tired of war. The French monarchy needed to be restored but this time upon the British constitutional model to satisfy all elements of modern society.

It was a miserable morning to say the least; it had rained two whole days and when Napoleon woke that morning doubtless he would have missed his customary 6am cup of coffee! Awakening with a grand scheme to organize a resounding victory, Napoleon was shocked to witness that the French army was in utter and uncharacteristic disarray as the sun rose over Waterloo.  Much to the delight of his adversary, the English commander, The 1st Duke of Wellington, Arthur Wellesley, the French were utterly disorganized as the morning broke. Mud everywhere! Men, gun, troops and cavalry all toiling to find their positions. Time was on the side of the Allied forces. It would be only a matter of time before Prussian reinforcements would arrive to reinforce the safely ensconced British forces atop the ridge. The Duke of Wellington had chose his terrain well by fortifying his ridge before the little village Waterloo, some fifteen miles south of Brussels. All the Allies needed to do was to sit on that ridge and hold off the French at all costs.

There stood 25,000 British troops with 43,000 allied forces (Netherlands, Hanover, Brunswick, Nassau) and 50,000 Prussian forces totaling 118,000 Allied forces with 156 gun against 73,000 men of the great French Grande Armée and 252 guns. Arthur Wellesley, the 1st Duke of Wellington, Marshal Blucher and the Prince of Orange. at the outset the Allies were numerically outnumbered and outgunned with the absence of the Prussian forces on the field. Thus the great French General, the Emperor Napoleon, himself striding on his white horse, decided that at Waterloo the overall strategy would be to drive a wedge between the Allies and the Prussians and finish each army off in two great battles, first by seizing the crest at Waterloo and dealing with the Duke of Wellington.

Twenty years earlier a revolution had created a whole new social order in France based upon the ideas of such giants as Voltaire and Jean Jacques Rousseau. Needless to say such literary giants of the age drew inspiration from large and copious brews of the humble and roasted coffee bean! Thus from the chaos emerged a young artillery officer who became a man of destiny, a general and an emperor all of his own fashion, as piece by piece Napoleon Bonaparte would dismantle the military structures of Europe itself and expand the power and glory of France.

Austerlitz, ever immortal in name. At the greatest French victory of 2nd December, 1805; Napoleon had startled two Emperors on the fields of Pratzen and tore apart their forces with an early cut and thrust that threw the entire Austrian and Russian armies into an abysmal retreat. From that very famous battle came the immortal words of the victor, Napoleon's famous maxim 'On s'engage et puis on voit'  or ‘Let's jump into the fray and then figure out what to do next”. William Pitt, the Younger, Prime Minister of Great Britain, upon hearing the news of the devastating defeat had cried "Roll up that map; it will not be wanted these ten years."



Almost ten years later, with William Pitt having passed away in 1806, his words came back to haunt the mighty Napoleon. Indeed, the lands of Waterloo were not the lands of Austerlitz, and had Napoleon been well versed in the writings of the famed Chinese writer Sun Tzu  he would then have had grave misgivings and cause for concern on that fateful day in 1815, taking note that the weather and the terrain acted totally against the valor of his troops as the final determining factors of the battle of Waterloo.

Earlier the Prussians under Marshall Blucher were routed at Ligny and driven back to the East leaving Napoleon to chase the British whilst Marshall Grouchy followed Marshall Blucher’s retreat. Napoleon caught up with the British troops at a town called Quatre Bras and successfully managed to drive the British away without a full commitment of troops on both sides of the battle. The Duke of Wellington fell back to Brussels. Noticing the terrain on the Brussels road near the woods of Soignies, the British commander spotted the village of Waterloo which stood before a significant valley. From the Forest south of the road to Brussels the road that led north descended softly into a valley before rising again to another ridge by the village. The terrain was perfect for a sturdy defence and a lethal trap for the advancing enemy forces that would get stuck in the valley below. Inside that valley by the first crest, facing north, lay La Haye Sante Farm that would slope up to Waterloo. This was used as headquarters by the Prussians. Then within the same valley towards the south lay another farm, the La Belle Alliance Farm, which was seized by the advancing French and used as a field headquarters.

For the Duke of Wellington that morning his  officers were high spirited with the effects of morning tea and the unbelievable vision of French calamity unfolding before them. As sunlight broke the British officers one by one drew their scopes in astonishment as they could clearly see the proximity of the French forces massing in the valley below with toilsome ability.


The night of 17th June was dismal with incessant rain. Napoleon did not sleep well at all; by fits and starts of two hours, wake and rest, from  the very beginning things were starting to go wrong and compound themselves into overwhelming reasons and causes not to give fight to the British that day. That his customary morning coffee could not alert him to this danger of his choice of terrain will remain one of the most startling arguments in military history. Everything about the battle plan was at fault from conception to implementation. But as astounding as this battle plan became was the unquestionable genius and indefatigable confidence displayed by the man who fought at Austerlitz and Jenna and Dresden before. Waking with the sunrise Napoleon was totally aghast to see his French army completely stuck in the mud trying to move their canon as much as the Duke of Wellington and his aides de camp watching through looking glasses were equally amused at the sorry spectacle unfolding! Napoleon was absolutely furious and barked at his generals to hasten with all speed. How could he retreat in the face of the British foe? How could he drop his visage of fearlessness before the Allies? He could not let the British be reinforced by the scattered Prussians of Marshall Blucher. Unthinkable! He must lead his men uphill as soon as possible at all costs for the brave shall surely surmount. But where are the guns?  Sunrise and still the French army were still stuck in the thick mud and struggling to find their positions! By 6am at Austerlitz Napoleon was already advancing to assault the fields of Pratzen! For certain Napoleon had not the composure and repose to consume his favorite beverage! In all probability Napoleon was too furious to start the day with his customary morning coffee and that indeed would be a fine topic of discussion over the complete lack of tactical inspiration drawn from a hot brew that very morning!

Eleven am in the morning and finally the silence of the fields was broken by the roar of the French gun.  Finally the sun was drying out the fields. Finally the French had got out of the mud, but nearly half the day was already spent! With fury some 252 French gun commenced their bombardment of the British positions atop the sodden ridge at Waterloo. The Duke of Wellington immediately called for his men to lie down face down to avoid flying missiles and shrapnel. The French rounds were not landing on hard ground at all with calculated precision and explosive power. The mud! Everywhere the mud! Instead the French artillery rounds were landing with a soft thud on the wet hill top and bouncing at shoulder height until they could find some hard surface to impact and explode. In horror Napoleon watched as his gun pounded the British crest with little effect.  Napoleon ordered his gun to focus on the Hougoumont Farm, on the extreme right of the Allied line atop the crest. Frustrated at the lack of damage caused by the artillery Napoleon then ordered Jerome to make an infantry assault on the allied right Hougoumont at 1.30pm and Marshal Ney to march uphill and take 74 short range gun and 17,000 infantry to challenge the allied center and left. En avance! Marshall Ney then led a furious assault on the farm La Haye Sante before the ridge of Allied troops. The Prussians ran out of ammunition and were forced to flee or risk annihilation. Ney led the brave French infantry to the top, but then the British fired a resounding volley, the French infantry stuttered in shock and then the British cavalry led by Major-General William Ponsonby, 'The Honourable' charged down upon them and pushed back the French down the slope. It was now 3pm already and the plan of Napoleon was badly falling apart.

At this point had Napoleon simply withdrew to the first crest of the valley with the woods behind him he may yet have retained an over-whelming tactical advantage given the shape of the terrain and the advantage of gun. Moreover, his foe, even with the Prussians arriving on the field late in the day, may not have been as powerful enough to envelop and surround his powerfully organized army. Under the strains of serious challenge the Allies were relatively inexperienced and could have disintegrated into  a motley crew in the face of serious artillery barrage as the field dried out from the morning rain. 



At 3pm only on the Allied right at Hougoument there was fighting still in continuity. But overall the French forces had ground to a halt in bewilderment at the British resolution to hold the crest. The Duke of Wellington could already see the arrival of Blucher on the field at some distance. Napoleon then ordered Marshall Ney to advance on La Haye Sante and hold this vital point. Marshall Ney observing movement on the ridge immediately thought the Allies were preparing to withdraw and took two battalions for the assault. Had he known that the movement during the lull was the wounded being carried away perhaps Ney would have taken a larger force as he ran into an organized army quite prepared to drive the French away for the second time in the day. A massive cavalry attack was launched to once and for all seize the moment and the ridge from the allies. The British seeing the advance immediately formed into squares to allow the cavalry to flow through and receive maximum damage by being shot at form all sides. Here the battle was to be decided. In the next three hours between 3pm and 6pm that afternoon, Napoleon committed his entire cavalry force to overwhelm the allies. But The British infantry organized themselves so mightily that each time the heavy cavalry rode in, each time they would be repulsed. In utter frustration Marshall Ney was seen striking his sword at the British gun whilst in retreat as the French cavalry failed to spike the guns. Twelve times the French Cuirassiers rode up the slope in monumental waves only to be beaten back with the ferocious force of gunshot as the British squares held their ground! At 5.30pm Marshall Ney led the final cavalry assault in complete and total exhaustion.

At 5.30pm Napoleon ordered Marshall Ney to launch the final infantry assault. Marshall Blucher's front guard was already arriving on the British right to reinforce. Fatigued, the army reorganized itself as Napoleon led the Old Guard, the veterans and backbone of the French arm. it was now 7.30pm with very little time left in the day. Marshall Ney threw his 5 battalions of the Young Guard onto the British right in the face of the same British guns which he failed to immobilize earlier with the initial cavalry assault. With desperate force the French came down upon the British on top the ridge. Napoleon's 4 battalions of Old and Middle Guard, with Generals Friant and Poret de Morvan,  now hurled themselves at the British center and threw back the British battalions of Halkett’s Brigade with over-powering strength. But the Belgian and Dutch infantry of General Chassé and Colonel Detmers came to the rescue as the french slammed into the British and then step by step drove them back down the hill. It was at this moment the Duke of Wellington raised his voice with his immortal words “Now Maitland. Now’s your time”, he called to the brigade commander at the center “Up Guards, ready”! at once the British Foot Guards all  stood up, fired a deadly volley at the French and charged with flashing bayonets in desperate hand to hand combat as they forced the French Guard back down the hill with the anguished cry of “La Garde recule”! "La Garde recule. Sauve qui peut!" The Duke of Wellington in complete excitement stood in his stirrups and waived his hat in the air urging his men to get up and at em!



To compound the misery of Napoleon that other great notable coffee drinker and adversary Marshall Blucher himself was now arriving on the field with full force but Napoleon had threw in his lot with the last march of the Old Guard.  To halt the rout Napoleon ordered the mingled regiments to stand their ground with the surviving 3 Imperial Guard Reserve battalions south of La Haye Sainte on flat ground for a last stand. But the allies were now tearing down in full force with the cavalry at the front demanding that the French immediately surrender and to which the french Old Guard retorted "La Garde meurt, elle ne se rend pas!" or "The Guard dies, it does not surrender!" The French that did not retreat were cut down thus in their refusal to surrender.

Napoleon's disintegrating forces regrouped at the farm La Belle Alliance had not the stomach to fight anymore than offer a fierce regard defence on the other side of the valley and the British and Prussian cavalry advanced no more, though some cavalry pursued retreating French on the flanks till 10pm. Dusk had set and both sets of forces at the center withdrew from the field in organized silence. That evening after 9pm the French remnants in the center organized a dignified retreat from the field of Waterloo. The Duke of Wellington and Marshall Blucher met at Genappe around 10pm that evening with to signal the end of the battle.

Of the 73,000 men of the great French Grande Armée that started the day 26,000 were either killed or wounded, 7,000 captured and an additional 15,000 rapidly deserted the retreating army on the road back to Paris in the following days. The Duke of Wellington lost 15,000 Allied troops whilst the Prussians lost 7,000 men. Thus the age of war had come to an end in Europe.

Had Napoleon simply sounded a tactical retreat at 3pm and poured himself a simple cup of coffee to warm his spirit, he may yet have had the last laugh to throw the gauntlet into the face of the Duke of Wellington. But this was not the kind of man to sit and wait as Austerlitz had shown the world before. This was a man that would not flinch before the brutal Russian winter as he threw his finest men into the Battle of Borodino and which resulted in 70,000 French casualties. This was a man who force marched his army on a retreat through  ice and snow, and which saw his men resort to eating their own shoes and even their horses to stay alive. He could not possibly sit and wait for the Allies to group, even with territorial and gun advantage and a rear of trees which could never allow the Allies to envelop him. Jamais!

In battles before Napoleon had been known to retire to his tent and take 30 minute naps to re-energize before. But this time he let his anger get the better of him; could not bare the fact that he could not budge the Allies from the ridge. With uncharacteristic loss of judgement on the field with compounding exasperation he over-estimated the potency of a Prussian force he had already defeated at Ligny and his pride would not allow him to merely sit and wait for the combined forces to attack his own sturdy defence. His rage and pride got the better of him and so he thrust the rest of his forces into that roiling cauldron of fire and the rest of the narrative becomes a history of despair as France's finest soldier's were mercilessly cut down before the Allies.


The man who would take a crown from the Pope's very own hands became the architect of his own ruin with his own stubborn pride and inability to contain his confidence and learn when to yield and fight for another moment. Patience was not a word an Emperor could live with.

Could it be said that the fate of nations could have been decided over a hot brew of coffee; or in this narrative, the complete lack of it? After all it was the man himself who had uttered - “I would rather suffer with coffee than be senseless.” Logic would therefore dictate that indeed the great man was utterly senseless on that fateful day and bereft of sufferings of coffee as he threw the French finest up the crest at Waterloo.

The man who became an Emperor was now a complete outcast. But even on his deathbed Napoleon would ask for a spoonful of coffee whilst saying  “I would rather suffer with coffee than be senseless.” His final autopsy revealed a stomach full of coffee.


As the British poet Thomas Gray had written in 1747:

The boast of heraldry, the pomp of pow'r,
And all that beauty, all that wealth e'er gave,
Awaits alike th' inevitable hour.
The paths of glory lead but to the grave.

- Elegy Written in a Country Churchyard.

Reflections upon the life of Napoleon Bonaparte and his passion for coffee.

- Pieter Bergli, lover of fine coffees, historical narratives and anecdotes.


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