Décapité et courant vite

 

We began the hunt for the traitor Danton today at the Rue de Trois Freres (Road of Three Brothers).  You may notice the Space Invaders below the road sign.  This may be the sign of the break-off Dantonists.  It was first found at the bottom of The Mountain at Montmartre.  The Sacre Coeur sits at the top of Montmartre and we believe Danton has taken refuge in the church. You can upload a photo of these space invaders to the Flash Invaders app using the revolutionary iPhone, and you will receive points for every Dantonist decapitated.

The revolutionary mob mounted their noble steeds and set off up Montmartre to find Danton.  They did not tilt at windmills nor listen to the sirens' song of the Can-can.  They rode around the circle up the carousel to the church at the top of the mountain.

Alas, we were thwarted yet again!  Danton was not in the large, newer church that the Catholics have built on the peak of Montmartre, nor was he in the older church built during the middle ages shown in the photograph above.  After we descended back down the mountain, we learned that Danton had been captured, tried, and was beheaded.  We can't be sure these are his remains being handled behind this truck, but why couldn't they be is the question.  He was a prime slice of meat.

Since Robespierre was firmly in charge of the National Assembly, Danton was dead, and the Catholics had retreated to safety in the Netherlands, we took the liberty to visit a shop of antiquities that sold contraptions in boxes that captured light and placed their images on paper or tin or ... well I'm not sure how a lot of them work to be honest, but collecting them is a passion of my father in law.  While the revolutionary mob was recuperating from their assault on Montmartre, I took my father in law to Antiq-Photo where he could explore adding new cameras to his collection.  

Alas, the visit led to a betrayal.  One of the employees of the camera shop must have thought one of us was a Catholic, or went to Catholic High-School, so he betrayed us, and Robespierre tried to have us arrested.  Luckily, Joseph Fouche warned us in time and saved us!  He was spreading a rumor amongst the National Assembly members that Robespierre was plotting to have each of the members killed.  His plan, if it comes to fruition, is to overthrow Robespierre!  

We fled in haste in a late night pontoon boat ride down the Sienne river.  It was rainy and freezing, but unlike that dirty Catholic, Danton, our heads are still attached.