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Brief RecordingsFreedom did not come for free
The Martyrdom of Polycarp --- a monk
Elizabeth Knap of Groton
Here is a careful observation by a compassionate, intelligent person of a girl possessed by Satan.
The Battle of Cressy --- Froissart
The Battle of Poitiers --- Froissart
Here it is. The way it really was.
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It’s a freedom march. They all gather at the capital. They get the King to meet with them. They demand he set them free. He promises. Next day, it all falls apart. They lose their heads.
In the olden days, before people worshipped Science, they used to worship God. They took it seriously, too. They took God just as verbatim as we do Science. But, before they worshipped God, they worshipped gods. They didn't take them all that literally, though. Ironically, it wasn't at all hard to get along with other people's gods if you had plenty of your own. You had yours and he had his and both of you had bunches and what's the big deal. The trouble started when people came along who insisted there was only one God. And took it seriously. People burnt each other at the stake over that kind of stuff. Like Polycarp.
In the olden days, Good and Evil were animate and personal. They waged war; and your life was the battlefield. This poor girl got caught in the crossfire.
The Hundred Years War lasted a hundred and sixteen years. This was the first big battle in it. A tale right full of valiant knights and raped damsels, crossbowmen, longbowmen, doughty wights and vile varlets. Written by a famous Frenchman who interviewed the very guys who fought there.
Do you like sword fight movies? Heroic knights in shining armor, filthy rich dukes and earls, the bad baron, the sly cardinal, the regal king, the patient squire? Did you ever wonder how it really was?