The Confessions of Le Superian, Le Animateur, Le Merveilleux | Will Christopher Partridge


The Confessions of Le Superian, Le Animateur, Le Merveilleux

Will Christopher Partridge

The First Rule of Nabokov Award


Liberté, égalité, fraternité – the intended linguistique embodiment of the neo-Bourbon regime – in alternate words, it furnishes, concisely, all the anticipated aspects of the Bordeaux sovereign government. What I have done to the people of France burdens my soul. The blood of your brothers and sisters soaks my soul. Hence, my soul is soaked in sin. People of France, I beg you, open your minds to my past.

You may ask, my dearest readers, why I have put you in this position – this position, as you describe it, effectively imprisonment. Ironically, I liberated you of your liberties. Please, do ponder my statement. By revoking your autonomy, you are allowed to coexist with the Monarchy in the simplest of manners! Oh, do pardon me, stay with me, allow me to justify my actions more clearly. To begin – perhaps, my politically learned readers may perk up if I tell them that had we (the Monarchy) let you, all of my readers, run wild, like feral children in a feral neighbourhood, neither of which suit you, my beautiful citizens, and France, our beautiful country, respectively, such a change would have come too late, since your real liberation had occurred much earlier: at the moment, in point of fact, it fills me with disgust that you, my readers, dare to bestow me, your caring once-was-leader and now-is-narrator, with such a burden – the burden of liberating something which is already liberated. How are you liberated, you may ask? Do permit a sense of scholarliness for a short duration. Consider the dictionary definition of ‘liberty’, the state you so desperately seek in every crevice and cranny yet blindly ignore all around you.

liberty

noun

the state of being free within society from restrictions imposed by authority on one’s behaviour or political views.

Liberty; one of the three cruelest things imaginable. Why hate a word you, the people of France, deem oh so beautiful and love so dearly? I played roulette in the womb and, like the impulsive adoption of a puppy dog with puppy dog eyes, oh, and (perhaps to add to the level of strong persuasion and limited choice I had back then I’m attempting to portray here) a small child with puppy dog eyes by my side, from a shop window, I had no choice but to adopt this stance. Believe me or not, I got dealt the bad hand here.

anarchy

noun

a state of disorder due to absence or non-recognition of authority or other controlling systems.

People of France, I beg you, understand my conundrum! I was put in a position where I had to choose between risking the fine line between anarchy and liberty, or, alternatively, structuring society in a socio-economic hierarchy, topped by the Monarchy, and safeguard order. People of France, had I decided to give you the dictionary definition of liberty, mere perspective could mark the difference between your ideology and the people of France slaughtering their brothers and sisters upon lawless Parisian streets. My acts were necessities – similarly were yours, the people of France, hence, I do not persecute you for them – hence, I beg you to mirror my forgivingness. You may be questioning the title of my writings. To refresh your memory, you are reading The Confessions of Le Superian, Le Animateur, Le Merveilleux. Take special note of the term ‘confessions’. What am I going to be confessing in my writings? No, no, I’m not a homosexual. No, merely, my methods of becoming and maintaining my position as the most powerful man in France (by a significant margin, may I add) will be detailed accordingly. One of the definitions delivered to you above has been slightly altered by your one and only narrator to significantly change its meaning and suit my argument. However, my well-educated prose and the lack of education in France furnish areas which are ridiculously easy to exploit. Hence, it is likely that zero readers of my writings would have questioned those definitions. Just because it is worth mentioning:

My definition:

liberty

noun

the state of being free within society from restrictions imposed by authority on one’s behaviour or political views.

The real definition:

liberty

noun

the state of being free within society from oppressive restrictions imposed by authority on one’s behaviour or political views.

Do not misunderstand me when I say this. The monarchy limited the educational opportunities presented to the community not because of the limited piggy bank possessed by the government; and also not because we despise the poor (consider the fact that revoking the education of all citizens beside central party members would be a highly illogical plan of satisfying this hatred due to the fact that education would enable the poor to contest the central party hence endangering the monarchy’s control of society). I demonstrated why we did this. In order to decrease the likelihood of uproars (which considering history, would likely be violent) whenever legislation which BENEFITTED society was introduced. Oh, beloved murderer of my father, both of, “whom art in heaven”: my political ideals aren’t as dissimilar to yours as you think, however, I articulate them better. Would you agree that the state lacks moral legitimacy? Of course you would. However, perhaps deliver alternate plans if you want to increase the quality of life for everybody here. Destructive attacks on state structures not only get you killed but emphasise the putridity of lower society. Your attempts to appear as a martyr to other rebels is blatant to the state, and, potentially the bigger brained civilians. Anarchy is a mere blanket for your marvellously obvious desire for the (after you take over) metaphorical throne. To others who would consider such treasonous acts, remain philosophical.