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Currently watching Gothic (1986) and would like to thank Ken Russell for putting a young Timothy Spall into such a breathtakingly slutty outfit
Was Caroline really an unloving/abusive wife to Murat?: "Loss of fortune seems nothing beside the agonies which oppress me"
On the TikTok idea that Caroline Murat was a heartless, manipulative gold-digger who couldn't care less that her husband died
Okay. We need to talk about this, because it keeps circulating and it is, frankly, garbage history. I regret not making this post a year ago..
The version going around — more or less "Caroline when Murat died: oh no, anyway, MY MONEY" — plus the accompanying idea that she spent their marriage manipulating a naive, tragic Murat into disaster after disaster (Spain, the 1814 defection, take your pick) isn't really supported by anything in the actual record: It's a caricature built out of hostile 19th-century memoirs, one very bitter quote from her own brother, and the same reflex that shows up every time a woman in history is powerful and ambitious: assume the worst possible motive, subtract all the evidence of feeling, and call it fact.
So let's look at what's actually there:
"She didn't care when he died"
We actually have a fairly detailed record of how Caroline found out her husband had been executed, and it isn't a woman shrugging over an inheritance.
She'd had no reliable news of Murat's whereabouts for weeks after his doomed landing at Pizzo. Writing to her sister Elisa while she still only knew he'd been captured, not shot, Caroline said outright that losing everything they owned meant nothing next to her fear for him — that she'd rather be destitute than have either of them go through what they were going through: Dunno about you, but that's not the voice of someone doing math on a will.
Days later, in Trieste, the newspaper she read every morning printed the news of his execution. Her household tried to intercept the paper and swap in a different edition so she wouldn't see it; she insisted on reading it anyway. Catherine Davies, an Englishwoman who'd served the Murat household since 1804 and was in the house that day, recorded that Caroline was seized by violent fits that didn't let up until morning. The children were asleep and didn't find out until the next day, when one of them noticed everyone's faces and asked if their father was dead.
Murat's own last letter, written in the minutes before he faced the firing squad, is addressed to her by name, full of tenderness for her and their four children, and closes with him asking never to be forgotten: He himself died with miniatures of his wife and kids pressed to his chest. Whatever else was true about their marriage, "she didn't care" is not a reading either of them would recognize.
"she only wanted power and money"
Straight from Joachimnapoleons translation of Vandal's Le Roi et la Reine de Naples: in 1810, Napoleon offered Caroline an extraordinary position — superintendent of the new Empress Marie-Louise's household, a role so prestigious it would have made her the equal of the family's kings, not just its queens. Caroline turned it down. Sarah's source is explicit about why: it would have meant two years away from her children, and she worried it would offend her already-insecure husband. A woman chasing power for its own sake does not say no to Napoleon personally offering her more of it, for her kids' sake.
There's also Metternich's own memoir (yes, the Metternich she was allegedly having an affair with) describing her as someone of real intelligence who understood both her brother's and her husband's flaws clearly — and specifically says she'd have "led" Murat "if he could have been led," meaning even Metternich, no fan of Napoleon's family, didn't think Murat was some puppet she pulled strings on. Metternich frames her ambition as wanting independence and security for her family beyond the reach of Napoleon's temper — which, given what actually happened to every other Bonaparte satellite throne, was not a paranoid instinct.
"she wanted to dominate/replace Murat"
Even sources that leans more critical of Caroline's ambition still won't back the "she wanted him gone" framing. From the same Vandal translation: Murat's fear of being reduced to a figurehead came from how Napoleon worded the Treaty of Bayonne, not from anything Caroline did. And from Louise Murat's own memoir — their daughter, writing about her parents directly — Louise says outright that Caroline, "although ambitious, had too much feeling for her own dignity to ever consent to making her husband play such a ridiculous role" as a mere consort. That's their own daughter's testimony directly contradicting "all the kids only had bad things to say about her."
Same post also has a striking detail sourced to Cole: when Napoleon publicly humiliated Murat over a citizenship decree, Murat tore his Legion of Honor off his uniform and grabbed a pistol, threatening to kill himself. Caroline kept his ministers away from him for two days specifically so nobody would see him in that state. Not someone undermining her husband's authority — but that's someone actively protecting his dignity from his own worst moment.
"She forced him to betray Napoleon in 1814"
This one, I can only ASSUME, has a very specific origin point: Napoleon himself. On hearing that Murat had signed a treaty with Austria to save his throne, he reportedly said it was his wife's doing — that Murat loved him, but Caroline was the cause of the desertion. That's the quote everyone since has been running with apparently.
But context matters here: By January 1814, Napoleon's empire was collapsing, and with it the entire political order that had secured Murat's throne. Austria was advancing through northern Italy against Eugène's Army of Italy while offering Murat a bargain: preserve his kingdom in exchange for abandoning Napoleon and joining the Coalition. Murat and Caroline had spent years watching Napoleon treat his satellite monarchies as expendable whenever imperial priorities demanded it. Cutting a deal to preserve Naples wasn't Caroline whispering poison into a passive husband's ear — it was a joint political calculation by two rulers trying to keep the crown they had built their lives around at the exact moment the empire sustaining it seemed to be falling apart. Murat himself, defending the decision afterward, spoke of the political "volcanoes" they were sitting on — hardly the language of a man who didn't understand what he'd agreed to or why.
It's worth sitting with why this particular betrayal got pinned on Caroline specifically. Murat is the one who signed the treaty. Murat is the one who commanded the army: Nobody was writing "Murat made Caroline commit treason" — because a man making a hard political call under existential pressure reads as strategy, and a woman doing the same reads as manipulation. Napoleon, humiliated by a defection from a man he'd raised from nothing, had every reason to prefer a narrative where his sister was the real villain rather than one where his handpicked marshal simply chose his own kingdom over him: Later historians, working off of Napoleon's own framing and off memoirists who despised Caroline anyway (looking at you, Laure Junot), just kept passing that framing along.
"She was a cold, neglectful mother"
This is the one piece of the pile that isn't just spin — I admit, there's a real, documented account behind it: The Murats' English governess, who lived in their household for over a decade, wrote that during Caroline's 1812 regency Caroline was so consumed by state business that for a fortnight together, she neither saw nor inquired for her children. A real primary source, and not an invention, which is worth sitting with rather than waving away.
But I MEAN??? look at what it's actually describing: a woman running a kingdom, alone, during the exact stretch when Napoleon's Russian campaign was disintegrating and Naples's own safety was genuinely in question. That's not a portrait of indifference to her children so much as it's a portrait of what total immersion in a wartime regency looked like — the same total immersion that, when a king does it, gets called dedication. Nobody reads Murat's own frequent absences from his children during years of campaigning as evidence he didn't love them (and by his own account, via Pépé's memoirs, the only truly happy hours of his life were the ones he spent with them). The double standard isn't that people deny Caroline was ever less present than she might have liked to be — it's that the same behavior earns her "cold mother" and earns him nothing at all.
And.
A note on where the hostile accounts come from
A lot of the negative testimony about Caroline comes from people who had their own specific reasons to dislike her, not neutral observers rendering a verdict from nowhere. General Pépé, for instance, is an honest and genuinely valuable witness on Murat — but he was also a Neapolitan constitutionalist who spent years at odds with the crown over exactly the kind of political assertiveness Caroline represented, and he says outright that the Queen disliked him back.
Madame Cavaignac's memoirs are worth reading for the texture of Naples court life, but her account of Murat as an essentially good man worn down by "the intrigues of his wife" repeats the same move every hostile source makes: it takes ordinary marital conflict — two people disagreeing, both of them difficult in their own ways — and narrates it as something Murat suffered and Caroline did to him, as though he had no hand in his own choices. It's telling that even Cavaignac's account concedes Murat was unfaithful and that Caroline "returned this in kind" — mutual, not one-sided, is right there in the source people cite to prove the opposite:
Additionally she ends up criticizing Murat because he didn't act like "husband and master." And that phrase alone reveals a huge assumption: A proper husband ought to dominate his wife. So if he doesn't, the wife becomes suspect. Mme. Cavaignac is ALSO interpreting events through a social framework where a wife's political assertiveness is inherently inappropriate.
ALSO. Cavaignac's memoirs do describe Caroline's ambition as "vanity taking the wrong road" and claim she had little real affection for Murat — I'm not hiding that this claim exists within the source, because pretending every primary source is pro-Caroline would be its own kind of dishonesty. But it's worth noting Sarahs (joachimnapoleons) own framing of it: even she describes Cavaignac as "clearly not enamored of Caroline," and Cavaignac was writing from inside a specific court faction with its own grudges, same as Pépé (who Caroline openly called "the savage" — mutual dislike, not one-sided villainy, since Pépé was leading a push for a constitution the throne was actively resisting).
None of this means these memoirists were lying. It means testimony from people with an existing stake in the fight isn't the same thing as objective proof, and treating every unflattering line about Caroline as settled fact while reading every unflattering line about Murat as an unfair exaggeration is a choice, not a neutral reading of the evidence.
The Josephine letter
This one gets cited constantly as proof Caroline was emotionally abusive to Murat, and it deserves a real look, because it's actually a perfect specimen of the whole problem:
The letter is Josephine scolding Caroline for reducing Murat to tears, and it is soaked in the gender ideology of the period, not some timeless statement about cruelty. Josephine tells her that a woman's power is supposed to come from being irresistible and gentle, not from giving orders — that Caroline had the poor taste to "compel poor Murat to shed tears" instead of simply charming him into doing what she wanted. The whole argument is that Caroline's real crime is being visibly in command of her own husband: "the pride of women consists in submission," Josephine writes, more or less literally instructing her sister-in-law to perform a socially acceptable kind of femininity instead of an assertive one.
This, to put it plainly, is a 19th-century woman coaching another 19th-century woman on how to wield influence without being caught doing it — because a woman who visibly commands is monstrous, and a woman who invisibly manipulates via her charms is simply behaving. Retrofitting that framework onto modern language about emotional abuse doesn't reveal that Caroline mistreated Murat; it reveals how completely the double standard survives, since apparently a wife's visible assertiveness reads as more damning than any of the actual documented harm men in this story did to each other and to the people under their rule.
And on Murat crying: he cried a lot, IM JUST GOING TO SAY IT?? by everyone's account, including people who loved him. He cried at his own coronation-adjacent slights, he cried in his letters to Napoleon, contemporaries across multiple unrelated memoirs describe him as emotionally volatile in exactly this way: A wife whose disagreements with her husband sometimes ended in him crying is not a special indictment of that wife when the man in question cried about nearly everything that mattered to him. It's a data point about Murat's temperament, not a smoking gun about Caroline's cruelty.
The "ambition" problem, generally
What irritates me the most is what I find to be the actual pattern underneath most of this: Caroline was politically active, openly ambitious, and refused to sit quietly in the decorative-consort role people expected of her — and instead of that reading as leadership, it reads, in source after source, as scheming. She's "vain," "commanding," "intriguing." Murat, meanwhile, gets remembered as brave but emotionally fragile, prone to paranoia, a man whose bad decisions were things that happened to him rather than choices he made: Two people with comparably outsized ambition, and only one of them gets treated as a monster for having it.
plus im not even going to HUMOUR the way people go "oh she cheated on murat!!" as if murat wasnt doing it constantly. shut the fuck up man. im not even addressing it
None of this requires making Caroline a saint. She had real flaws — pettiness, jealousy, affairs of her own, a willingness to use people when it served her. But there's a wide gulf between "flawed, ambitious woman who sometimes hurt people close to her" and "unloving, abusive traitor who barely noticed her husband died." The record supports the first. It does not support the second.
TL;DR
What we actually have, letter after letter, is two people who kept tearing their relationship apart and kept mending it again for fifteen years — through affairs, through years of separation and reconciliation and separation again — right up until a firing squad in a Calabrian courtyard ended it for good. That's not nothing: and It's certainly NOT the plot of a woman who didn't care.
RANT OVER!!!!!!!!!
also read this post by joachimnapoleon about their relationship
I need you all to know that, after the publication of the most controversial cantos of Byron's 'Don Juan' (pronounced Joo-ahn, because Byron thought it was funny that the British couldn't pronounce shit), one reader criticised Byron's muddling of tragedy and comedy by saying "we are never scorched and drenched in the same instance."
Both amused and irritated, Byron retaliated in a letter to his publisher thus:
"Blessings on his experience! ... did he never spill a dish of tea over his testicles in handing the cup to his charmer, to the great shame of his nankeen breeches? - did he never swim in the sea at Noonday, with the Sun in his eyes and on his head? ... did he never draw his foot out of a tub of too hot water, damning his eyes, & his valet's? Did he never inject for a Gonorrhea? - or make water through an ulcerated Urethra? - was he ever in a Turkish bath - that marble paradise of sherbet and sodomy?"
Proof you can't shame a man born without. It ain't classy, but it is a little funny.

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I need you all to know that, after the publication of the most controversial cantos of Byron's 'Don Juan' (pronounced Joo-ahn, because Byron thought it was funny that the British couldn't pronounce shit), one reader criticised Byron's muddling of tragedy and comedy by saying "we are never scorched and drenched in the same instance."
Both amused and irritated, Byron retaliated in a letter to his publisher thus:
"Blessings on his experience! ... did he never spill a dish of tea over his testicles in handing the cup to his charmer, to the great shame of his nankeen breeches? - did he never swim in the sea at Noonday, with the Sun in his eyes and on his head? ... did he never draw his foot out of a tub of too hot water, damning his eyes, & his valet's? Did he never inject for a Gonorrhea? - or make water through an ulcerated Urethra? - was he ever in a Turkish bath - that marble paradise of sherbet and sodomy?"
Proof you can't shame a man born without. It ain't classy, but it is a little funny.
Detail from The Funeral of Shelley, Louis Édouard Fournier, 1889.
The painting depicts Edward John Trelawney, Leigh Hunt and Lord Byron present at the cremation, when in reality, according to Trelawney, Leigh Hunt never got out of the carriage and Byron was so shocked by the circumstances and the high temperatures that he retreated and went swimming instead.
Expansion: Edward Trelawney is a proven liar.
Byron did go swimming, but this was not an uncaring act. He is often characterised as indifferent to Percy’s death due to recounting the funeral dispassionately in a letter to Hobhouse, but this was his characteristic mode when he wished to distance himself from something he had found distressing. Additionally, Hobhouse hated Shelley and would not have had much sympathy for him going out in bad weather against the advice of seasoned italian sailors. Byron’s later reflections were much more harrowing, and his actions spoke volumes.
In actual fact, he had poured a lot of resources into both finding the bodies, paying Italian authorities for the treatment of their remains, and helping and funding Trelawney planning the funerals. He had also helped him to source frankincense and other aromatics to stifle the smell of burning flesh, and he was very upset by how Shelley and the others no longer resembled their living selves at all. He acted the stoic after the fact, but at the time of the cremations, he stripped off his clothes and waded into the water to escape the visuals and the literal smell of his friend burning. Leigh Hunt and Edward Trelawney fought over claiming Shelley’s heart (or a lump of organ meat that refused to burn), and Byron literally had to embarrass Hunt into giving it to Mary later.
This “swim” actually turned into a four hour fete of physical endurance that made him seriously ill. Byron was suffering from intense sunburn and also heat stroke after the exertion in the summer sun, something that took such a toll on him that he remarked several times in letters to friends that he had never physically recovered from it. Through today’s lens we can conjecture that this could even have been the start of the delicate state of health that caused him to succumb to the illness that killed him some months later in Greece.
Immediately after Percy’s death, Byron funded Mary Shelley and her child both staying in Pisa with the Hunts and, when she decided to return to England, shipping hers and Percy’s things home with her. Some weeks later he also sent her the money to travel home in comfort, but Leigh Hunt stole this money and lied to her that Byron had never sent it (by this time he was on his way to Greece), casting a pall over their very close friendship.
TLDR: Edward Trelawney and Leigh Hunt wrote their own fictional accounts of what happened after Percy’s death to make themselves look more central to the plot. Byron did not need to boast of this - his financial accounts and subsequent actions do all the talking, records of which still exist today and are verified by Mary Shelley’s own words. Byron was not always a good man, but in this instance he was as decent as anyone could hope a friend to be, even despite the fact that Leigh Hunt, Trelawney, and even Percy formerly had tried hard to paint him as a cruel, distant poser, likely due to their own petty jealousy of his celebrity. Leigh Hunt was a grubbing little slug that literally stole money from a widow. Do with that what you will.
John Keats, from Endymion
John Keats’ handwritten poem “Sweet, sweet is the greeting of eyes” written at Keswick on 28 June 1818 in a letter to George and Georgiana Keats. The poem reads:
Sweet, sweet is the greeting of eyes And sweet is the voice in its greeting. When adieux have grown old and goodbyes Fade away when old time is retreating. Warm the nerve of a welcoming hand and earnest a kiss on the brow, When we meet over the sea and o'er land Where furrows are new to the plough.
John Keats Collection, 1814-1891; MS Keats 1, Letters by John Keats. Houghton Library, Harvard University, Cambridge, Mass.
A few panels from Ecto Cooler, now on both Patreon and eBay! It was a fun board to do. I didn't do too many, and while this probably isn't the best story in the series, I had a lot of fun mashing up Lord Byron with some body horror.
I'm still shocked that they let the club foot go through. It's historically accurate, but... dang.
If anyone is interested, in addition to signed storyboard copies there are some animation cels, Chowder figures, cards, VHS tapes, and more on eBay.

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"Byron the Communal Dick" — John Keats
‼️ATTENTION‼️📖🎂 BYRON 🌿💐 BAES 😚💅🏻 ITS TIME TO GET 💀ROMANTIC💀 YOU KNOW WHAT THAT MEANS 👏🏻 GET 👊🏻FISTED BY A 📚SONNET📚SHOVE ✊🏻📔 POETRY 🌽🌽BOOKS 🎭IN YOUR 👉🏻PUSSY 😽AND 🙅🏻DONT🙅🏻♂️FORGET TO SUCK 😫🙌🏻SOME 💏 KEATS 🍃DICK 🍆💦😩SO PUT 🔛YOUR 👗🎩BIRTHDAY SUIT👞👒AND GO 🐦WRITE SOME ODES 🏺👀👅💦 BEGGING 😩FOR THAT 😍SWEET POESY 😍SEND THIS TO TWENTY FIVE 2️⃣5️⃣☠️ KEATS 👻🍑SLUTS 🌮TO 👁SHOW 💁🏻THAT YOURE READY TO GET SOME 🙊ENGLISH POET 🍆DICK 🌽
Never mind all these beautiful historical dramas I want a modern day sit com about the Romantic poets like
Byron, Shelley, and Keats are roommates.
Byron is constantly a dick and Keats is constantly like “fight me” and Shelley is constantly exasperated.
“I swear to God, George, if you even think about fighting him-” “Well he asked me to.” “He’s also five feet tall.”
Felicia Hemans lives across the hall from them and everyone thinks she’s really sweet because she bakes a lot and dresses conservatively but she is constantly lowkey throwing shade at everyone.
Byron hates her because she’s better than him at everything.
Mary Wollstonecraft also lives in their building and owns a lot of t-shirts with feminist slogans on.
Every time she bumps into Shelley in the hallway he asks whether her daughter is coming to visit any time soon. He is much less subtle about it than he thinks he is.
Byron frequently gets into flame wars with people on the internet.
“George it’s 3am why are you still awake?” “Someone was talking shit about Pope.” “Not again.”
At this point, Keats and Shelley have a script they can run through every time they open the door to a crying person asking why Byron never called them back.
A running joke in which there is a loud noise every time someone says Shelley’s middle name correctly.
Another running joke in which Byron and his sister constantly get mistaken for a couple.
I got my heart calcified at Claire’s
Here are some more drawings. They are not that special, but soon I will post some more interesting ones.. I promise!
Alex drawing his favorite monkey :)
YAyy and more to him and Aimé because they are such a good Duo. I guess they are planning their next route?
Yeahhh another quick drawing of him....
I'm really excited to show you more! I just honestly don't know what, where, or how… because I've drawn so many silly things of him… but also of others! Like his friends or composers that I love!

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Ada Lovelace. Mathematician and writer, widely celebrated as the world's first computer programmer (With Charles Babbage) Also the daughter of the romantic poet, Lord Byron.
More info: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ada_Lovelace
Stede Bonnet and the Subversive Shirt
In season one, despite the colours, lace, and detailing, Stede’s dress is mostly conformist in cut and style. His shirts are high-buttoned, cravated, and do not show much flesh below his chin. Coupled with the pantaloon and waistcoat, Stede’s wearing the clothes of traditional masculine presentation of his era.
There are times Stede’s clothing becomes less formal. During the sword practice with Ed in 106, Stede’s shirt is open and the cravat loosened. Again, in 107 we see Stede in his open nightclothes wandering on deck. During evening story hour, his jacket is removed. Stede usually seems more relaxed during these moments too.
Stede’s style changes properly on the second leaving of Bridgetown. What Stede is wearing openly as he drags the boat to sea is a rather romantic poet-pirate look with billowing shirt and sash. The look has links with future nineteenth-century Romantic freethinkers, championing individualism, revolution and liberty - including sexual liberation.
The open-neck shirt was popularised by Byron and Shelley a hundred years later. It was a deliberate choice of styling in opposition to enforced gender presentation and monogamous heteronormativity. The fashion of the times, similar to the 1700s, was high collars and neck-wrapping in order to force the holding of the male head in a stately and erect manner. It’s all about rigidity…
For an English gentleman of the eighteenth and nineteenth centuries, to have his shirt open and loose in public, was a sign of effeminacy. It was women who showed their décolletage in society, who were allowed a softer presentation; this new style hinted strongly at sexual and gender nonconformity. Women were viewed as more animalistic, men as cultured. Cultured people cover up. Softness, looseness - these are aspects of female sexuality, a bit bestial. And women are also a little bit insane. Why would any man, especially a man of status, want to present as feminine and lesser? And what does it say about patriarchy if some men actively choose to relinquish their privileged status by presenting more effeminately? It’s dangerous.
By today’s standards, Byron was pansexual and polyamorous. Shelley’s sexuality is less clear, but he was viewed as a subversive atheist and disinherited. Both might consider themselves nonbinary today. Shelley especially seems to have had a strong gnc presentation. Both left England for more liberal Europe.
I feel the costume department must’ve made a very deliberate and informed choice regarding Stede’s shirts post season one, but I don’t feel it’s the one some people think it is. I know part of DJenks stated aim was to ‘make Rhys Darby as sexy as possible’, but it’s not about appearing more masc. just because he’s showing more flesh. It’s about appearing more Stede. Stede is expressing a new-found confidence in his sexual identity and gender expression, by choosing a more freer, less structured, less traditionally masculine way of dressing, associated rather presciently with future Romantic liberalism. It seems poets and pirates have more in common than we realise. And both were considered dangerous for questioning the system.
However, Stede is also an individual in flux and he circles back to a part of his former self. The Red Suit is a sort of hybrid male/female costume. The cuffs, detailing and shirt itself are femme. But there are elements of traditional masculinity which are quite toxic. The epaulettes reinforce the inverted masculine triangular shape. Anyone who grew up in the 1980s will remember their mothers feeling forced to wear exaggerated shoulder-padding as they entered male-dominated workspaces. They also enforce military rank. Stede thinks he needs this imagery to ‘be the Captain’. He doesn’t. The exaggerated coattails are also absolutely synonymous with upper class male power. It’s masculinity as performance and power-play. Stede needs to let all of this cursed patriarchal nonsense go.
As so often’s the case in OFMD, external struggle, this time with the crew over the Red Suit, could also be a manifestation of Stede’s internal conflict and shifting identity. It’s a final letting go of patriarchal ideas, especially around captaincy. The crew certainly don’t want it. Stede is (more than) adequate just as he is. At the end of all the pushing and pulling, Stede keeps the most relevant bit of the outfit - the shirt. It’s the least restrictive part, the more feminine and therefore, the more subversive on a male body. It’s a sartorial representation of a changing Stede.
The three shirts worn in series two are deliberately opened-collared and low-cut, showing more and more of Stede’s chest. This is a traditional feminine aesthetic which historically on a man, at least in the anglosphere, was considered subversive and dangerous. And Stede couples his shirts with a different sort of masculinity, a leather trouser. Class-wise, this is a traditional working man’s garment. Through his new choice of clothing, Stede is rejecting entirely his previous role within patriarchal hegemony, both the imposed status and imposed gender norms.
This was in my drafts a while but inspired to try and pull it together by @celluloidbroomcloset posts here and here