On this date in 1789, citizens of Paris became so fed up with the French royal authority that they took up arms and STORMED THE BASTILLE. That’s where the phrase “STORM THE BASTILLE!” comes from, I believe.
Anyway, Bernard-René de Launay was unfortunate enough to be governor of the Bastille at the time. Predictably, he he got dealt with — French Revolution-style. The mob dragged him through the streets of Paris in a most disagreeable fashion, kicking & stabbing him relentlessly, thus paving the way for my favorite sentence of all time:
The badly beaten de Launay shouted “Enough! Let me die!” and kicked a pastry cook named Dulait in the groin.
Clever lad, that de Launay. Because frankly, if you’re in 18th century Paris & it’s a quick death you seek, NOTHING quite does the trick like walloping a pastry chef in the marbles. It’s fun AND effective, although the fun can be short-lived — like, say, when ”de Launay’s head was sawed off and fixed on a pike to be carried through the streets.”
The point? French pastry cooks are not to be kicked in the groin. Obviously.
Secondly, July 14th – historically speaking — is known for the People rising up against Authority. It’s known for the governing power becoming accountable for the decisions they make.
And at 12:30 today, IndyCar makes its biggest decision ever. Personally, I’m confident that history will not repeat itself & that we’ll all be greatly pleased with the Announcement. I’m confident that there will be NO STABBINGS, NO KICKS TO THE GROIN, NO REVOLT. But just in case …
[grabs bayonet, heads out to the Indianapolis Museum of Art]
The floor is yours. The day is yours. The time is now. May the heavenly Swift Lights guide your running commentary.