
This is, in my mind, a depiction of the triumph of civilization over barbarism, and by that I do not mean to imply that France is barbaric and Germany civilized, but that I believe it to be a wondrous thing that these two people could sit down and have a discussion with each other, free from hatred, even after having fought a war. Would something similar even be imaginable today, in the era of international courts and criminal tribunals set up to impose the victor's "justice" on the losing side?
Illustrated London News wrote:After the battle of Wörth, two correspondents of the Paris journals were brought into the presence of the Crown Prince, who ordered them to be set free; and the interview is thus described by one of them :--
"Prince Frederick William, heir to the crown of Prussia, is a man of tall stature, thin, with a calm and placid countenance; but in the curve of his aquiline nose and his dilating nostrils
(lol) there are evidences of energy, while the rapidity of his glance convinces you of his decision. A full fair beard softens the somewhat stern expression of his features. He has great simplicity of manner, and affects rather a kind of bourgeois style of speaking, thinking, and general behaviour. He speaks French with great purity, without foreign accent beyond a slight German intonaton and occasional hesitation at certain words. 'Do you speak German, Sir?" said he to me. 'No, Prince, not sufficiently.' 'I am sorry for it, as otherwise you would have heard in what manner our troops speak of yours, and in what esteem they hold them.' 'I thank you very much for that opinion.' 'Oh! it is quite deserved. We have all admired the tenacity and the courage which have been evinced by even the humblest of your soldiers.' Then, with much delicate consideration, and almost making excuses for mentioning the facts to us, he told us that they had taken between 3000 and 4000 prisoners, thirty guns, six mitrailleuses, and two eagles. 'Among the prisoners', said he, 'is General Raoult. I went this morning to see him at Reichshofen, where he lies wounded, his hip and thigh being broken; I fear that he is now dying. He is a brave officer, and he has given me som addresses in Paris, to which he wishes letters to be sent.' 'But, Prince,' I observed, 'the other prisoners also have families.' 'I have thought of that. I have had them supplied with writing materials; the letters will be sent unsealed to our Consul at Geneva, who will forward them to France.' 'Prince, we thank you on behalf of the mothers whose grief you are about to assuage.' 'I do not like war, gentlemen. If I should reign I would never make it. Now, despite my love of peace, this is the third campaign I have been compelled to make. I went over the battle-field yesterday. It was frightful. If it only depended upon myself this war would end here."
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That is what Europe, and the West in general, used to be.
This is what it has become.
Perhaps I am wrong, perhaps democracy, rationalism, nihilism, egalitarianism and the death of God has nothing to do with it. Perhaps there isn't even any "it". Perhaps I see the past through some rosy colored lens of cultural nostalgia. I am very open to those possibilities. I could very well be dead wrong. It just strikes me as something worth thinking about, and I often do.
burg wrote:Scientific methods or tools. In an unbiased and rational context they can only help to discover truth and that is all I am striving for.
You and me both, then. Let us hope we find it, or at least some part of it, and let us hold on to it dearly if we do.
Most of the world is a mystery. Consciousness is a little clearing in a vast forest; every individual has his own special relation to the area of mystery, his own little discoveries to impart. Discovery is by definition unpredictable, and it is absurd for the state to foreclose the process of learning. There are moods when we are too exhausted to imagine that there is still more to be learned; an ideology is a system of ideas that wants to end the explorations we are constantly making at the margin of consciousness, and to declare all the mysteries solved.
