ADHUC VIVO
эпик фейл, конечно. любил он посраться, это да, но какбэ не просто так же он нападал.
As appertaining to the career of Marat as a physicist, we may recall an incident which occurred about 1785, and which hostile writers have more than once endeavoured to turn to his disparagement. The Academician Charles, Professor of Physics, who had made some bitter attacks on Marat’s publications on Optics, announced a course of public lectures in one of the galleries of the Louvre. Marat went there, and found the place crowded. Charles soon after, entering amidst enthusiastic applause, began his discourse. The lecture consisted of a violent diatribe against the latest innovator. Marat, who was personally unknown to the audience, sat out for some time in silence the travesty of his theories in physics given by the lecturer. The latter, finally, capped his observations by exclaiming, “And who is this Marat?” in a tone of acrid contempt – “this Marat, whom Voltaire has so justly stigmatised as a harlequin!” At this juncture our visitor springs up. “This Marat is here,” says he, “and is ready to unmask false savants and to chastise insolence.” For a moment the assembly was stupefied, but soon after voices were raised, demanding the expulsion of the disturber from the hall. “Let him alone,” replied the Professor, with a disdainful shrug of the shoulders, “the gentleman is not dangerous.” At this last insult, Marat sprang to his feet, shook himself free of his neighbours, and made a dash for the platform, where the Professor was proceeding to adjust his instruments to continue his lecture. Turning round with still greater contempt than that previously shown, Charles observed, “Is it a lesson in physics that you have come to receive from me?” “I propose, first of all, giving you a lesson in politeness,” responded Marat, at the same time drawing his sword. The distinguished member of the Academy of Sciences and pensioner of the King, who also carried a sword, according to the custom of the period, slowly and with apparent indifference drew his. The swords were crossed, and Charles with the greatest sangfroid remained on the defensive, whilst Marat, mad with rage, cut and thrust furiously, the Professor deftly parrying the blows. Finally, in the second bout, Marat, too excited to defend himself scientifically, received the sword of his adversary in the left hip.
эпик фейл в том. что полез с ним драться, в итоге сам получил эээ ранение.
ОБНАЖАЯ МЕЧ король артур блин. гэндальф ХДДД
гугл ит, тут вообще все понимать необязательно))))
As appertaining to the career of Marat as a physicist, we may recall an incident which occurred about 1785, and which hostile writers have more than once endeavoured to turn to his disparagement. The Academician Charles, Professor of Physics, who had made some bitter attacks on Marat’s publications on Optics, announced a course of public lectures in one of the galleries of the Louvre. Marat went there, and found the place crowded. Charles soon after, entering amidst enthusiastic applause, began his discourse. The lecture consisted of a violent diatribe against the latest innovator. Marat, who was personally unknown to the audience, sat out for some time in silence the travesty of his theories in physics given by the lecturer. The latter, finally, capped his observations by exclaiming, “And who is this Marat?” in a tone of acrid contempt – “this Marat, whom Voltaire has so justly stigmatised as a harlequin!” At this juncture our visitor springs up. “This Marat is here,” says he, “and is ready to unmask false savants and to chastise insolence.” For a moment the assembly was stupefied, but soon after voices were raised, demanding the expulsion of the disturber from the hall. “Let him alone,” replied the Professor, with a disdainful shrug of the shoulders, “the gentleman is not dangerous.” At this last insult, Marat sprang to his feet, shook himself free of his neighbours, and made a dash for the platform, where the Professor was proceeding to adjust his instruments to continue his lecture. Turning round with still greater contempt than that previously shown, Charles observed, “Is it a lesson in physics that you have come to receive from me?” “I propose, first of all, giving you a lesson in politeness,” responded Marat, at the same time drawing his sword. The distinguished member of the Academy of Sciences and pensioner of the King, who also carried a sword, according to the custom of the period, slowly and with apparent indifference drew his. The swords were crossed, and Charles with the greatest sangfroid remained on the defensive, whilst Marat, mad with rage, cut and thrust furiously, the Professor deftly parrying the blows. Finally, in the second bout, Marat, too excited to defend himself scientifically, received the sword of his adversary in the left hip.
эпик фейл в том. что полез с ним драться, в итоге сам получил эээ ранение.
ОБНАЖАЯ МЕЧ король артур блин. гэндальф ХДДД
гугл ит, тут вообще все понимать необязательно))))
марат, черт побери, на собственные деньги все свои книги издавал.
а руссо жил в канаве какой-то.
черт, я не могу, чарльз такой убогий.
а поля мне жалко. сам хотел защититься и сам же залошился.(
ему вообще повезло, что он не убил его нафиг.)))
и еще. если говорить о нравах времени. я вот читаю, мол, я хочу преподать вам урок вежливости. хм, и он состоит в том. чтобы устроить поединок. проще бы на дуэль вызвал))) или анонимную брошюру с его обсирательством выпустил) хотя он бы до такого не опустился.))
я не заткнусь никогда, видимо.
или анонимную брошюру с его обсирательством выпустил) хотя он бы до такого не опустился.)) - это да)
я не заткнусь никогда, видимо - невер-эндинг спич хдд