With an avalanche of names, French phrases not found in the glossary, selectively-chosen facts, and an artificial structure built upon ten distinct (but not chronological) time periods the author terms "days," The Days of the French Revolution by the late English historian and biographer Christopher Hibbert is an absolutely dreadful book that pretends to give an introductory overview of the French Revolution, but instead delivers a sneering, elitist condemnation of the common man and his desire for liberty, equality and fraternity.
There is no context whatsoever given for the revolutionary impulse. Instead, the hapless reader who mistakes this royalist apologia for objective history is treated to page after page (after gory page) of beheadings, dismemberments, graphic violence and bloody wounds. But nowhere in this book will one find the phrase "Declaration of the Rights of Man and Citizen," and certainly nowhere is it quoted. There are no descriptions of starvation and hardships amongst the peasants. There is nothing, absolutely nothing, about the massive income disparity of pre-revolutionary France, other than a listing of king's failed finance ministers and how they tried mightily to keep the tax burdens squarely on the peasants and off the backs of the aristocracy and clergy. As far as the corruption of the church, there is one sentence that implies the Inquisition may have been a bit excessive. Other than that, the author presents a France where everything was just hunky-dory until those dirty, ignorant, bloodthirty leftist peasants got their hands on the guillotine.
The author breaks out of his extremely dull, dry style two-thirds of the way into the book to give us an appropriately nasty description of Robespierre. So bitingly perfect is the condemnation that one can see an almost perfect reflection of that character type all the way into the 21st Century and in the person of a certain former governor of Alaska, right down to the dandified appearance and endless sentences that say nothing.
But, ultimately, the book is classist, sexist, homophobic, reactionary and unforgivably boring. I am reading it as the first book in a series of five about the French Revolution and I marvel at the misguided scholarship that placed it in the leading position. Merde! What a culotte-load it was.