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of Austerlitz, with love

(Posted on this blog on June 11, 2009.)

Austerlitz, 12 Frimaire an XIV (December 3, 1805) {the day after the battle}

My brother, after a few days maneuvers, I had yesterday a decisive battle. He defeated the allied army, commanded in person by the two emperors of Russia and Germany .(...) The whole army has covered itself in glory, except the first battalion of your regiment to leave before a cavalry charge. (Napoléon can not stop nagging his brother Joseph.) But then softens: is the lack of such unable to battalion chief and captain of grenadiers. I am reporting on it.
then goes on to describe briefly the battle, to give this order, "recommendation": You can print this news analysis without saying that are excerpts from this letter from me to you, which is not convenient.
The great chief of propaganda, not only of war, despite the resounding victory and overwhelming, one of the most brilliant of all military history, is concerned even in the smallest detail of the image that will be the same, only he can do, according to their belief that has to deal with everything.
In letters from Austerlitz, not only to his brother Joseph, this care is certainly a constant propaganda, as ever it was Napoléon chez, at any time.
modern political propaganda owes much.
Josefina, he wrote the same day: I'm a little tired. I bivouacked 8 days in mid-air. Tonight I will sleep in the castle of Prince Kaunitz, only two or three hours.
Months earlier, still campaigning, Josephine made her jokes, even if she no longer was being unfaithful, saying he could return at any moment, suddenly at night, hoping not to disturb their "love."
He wrote several letters to Josephine, full of pride, husband lover, so he had achieved in that battle, but Josephine, still faithful to his habit of not answering frequently, and during the Italian campaign (as if she had lovers) , is delinquent, nothing seems to admire. Napoléon
then switched tactics with her:
Great Empress, or a letter from you after your departure to Strasbourg. You have been through Baden, Stuttgart, Munich, without writing a word. That not nice. I'm still in Brno The Russians are gone. Could you be so kind, from the top of his greatness, to address some of their slaves.

The man who has the world at his feet, tells Josefina is one of his slaves, one of them ... It is one of the most beautiful love letters ever written.