Prometheus in Paris

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Let's get into the episode. The man who arrived in Paris was one of the most famous people on the planet, the type of person who influenced fashion and caused crowds to gather on the sides of streets to cheer his carriage. Passing collectibles would be printed with his face in honor of his arrival in France, and dinner parties would be thrown for him. The French considered him to be another Mutan or Galileo, a great intellectual in the vein of Voltaire.

He was Benjamin Franklin, and for most Parisians he was almost certainly the only person from America that they would have heard of, the man who had managed to pull lightning from the heavens. It was an honor and a privilege that he was choosing to spend time in France, and the French were going to make sure that he

knew that they understood that. Within weeks of his arrival, women began wearing lightning dresses and hats with metal lightning rods sticking out of them, complete with small chains trailing down to ground any possible electric charges. Although I imagine these were only styles worn in comfortably sunny weather. Women also styled their pompadours to resemble the famous fur cap that Benjamin Franklin chose to wear instead of the more standard powdered wig. The women called the hair do a coffeur

a la Franklin. Paris had a case of Franklin mania. His book of Poor Richard's aphorisms was translated and published in French copies of Lacience de bonam. Richard frequently appeared at the most glamorous salons. Franklin's portrait appeared over mantles, his face was embossed on collectibles, dishes, walking sticks, and snuff boxes. The French, Franklin wrote in a letter to family back in America, have made your father's face as

well known as that of the moon. In fact, the mania became so extreme that King Louis the sixteenth himself was a little annoyed by it. As a tongue in cheek gesture, he commissioned a chamber pot for a friend with Benjamin Franklin's face on it. Franklin's social calendar was an endless parade of parties, dinners, and salons. It seemed that he spent most of his time flirting with his

many female admirers. As a matter of fact, it seemed as though Benjamin Franklin was having so much fun in Paris that anyone might be forgiven for thinking that pleasure was the reason he was there in the first place. But the truth was something kept hidden by design from

almost everyone in Europe. Benjamin Franklin was in France on a mission, and though he certainly enjoyed being fitted, he knew that his mission was critically important to the fate of what he hoped would one day be his young nation. The American Colonies were at war with the British for their independence, and in seventeen seventy seven they were lacking money, food, uniforms,

and hope. Even the fai to see that George Washington and his meager army might defeat the vastly superior British forces would only be possible with the help of an outside resource. The American revolutionaries needed France, and so they

needed Benjamin Franklin. So while Parisian socialites amused themselves dressing to honor Franklin's scientific achievements, Franklin himself was hard at work trying to figure out a way to convince a monarch to help fund revolutionaries attempting to overthrow that very same system of government that he presided over. Franklin sat at feasts trying to play his diplomatic hand exactly right, while he knew that at those exact same moments American

troops were starving. I'm Dana Schwartz, and this is noble blood. Benjamin Franklin wasn't always a revolutionary. Just a few years before he would sign the Declaration of Independence, he was a loyal British subject, actually trying his diplomatic best to work within the colonial system while tensions between the British and the colonists were rising. In seventeen seventy two, Franklin was co Postmaster General and he was faced with a

massive scandal. An anonymous source had forwarded along a collection of private letters written by the Governor of Massachusetts. The governor was writing to British officials, saying that he thought the colonies needed harsher oversight and more troops, even that certain liberties that English citizens enjoyed ought to be restricted amongst the colonists. Obviously, the letters were massively inflammatory, the type of rhetoric that would only stoke the growing revolutionary

sentiment in America. Although Franklin decided that the letters should not be published or made public, he showed them to Samuel Adams and the members of the Massachusetts House. The letters did not stay secret for long. They were published in the Boston Gazette. English officials were furious about the scandal. Those were private letters that had been leaked, and the source of the leak had not been identified. Who had

given the letters to Franklin in the first place. Franklin was summoned to England to testify before the King's Privy Council in a room referred to as the cockpit. Franklin understood just how infuriated the colonists were, and he tried to reason with the Englishmen, advocating for the British to appoint a new governor and lieutenant governor in Massachusetts. But the men in the cockpit had no interest in an engaging in good faith with Franklin. Instead, Franklin was mocked

and ridiculed by the Solicitor General. He was accused of dishonor and thievery. Benjamin Franklin had come to England hoping to turn the temperature down on revolutionary talk. He sailed home convinced that revolution was the only way forward. A little over a year later, the first shots of the Revolutionary War would be fired at Lexington and Concord. Though the revolutionaries had the strength of their convictions, that was one of the only strengths they had. American soldiers were untrained,

under fed, and massively underfunded. If they were going to stand a fighting chance against the British, they needed help. On October twenty sixth, seventeen seventy six, Benjamin Franklin, then seventy years old, was sent to France as one of three diplomats on a top secret mission to secure French support for the revolution. He traveled with two of his grandsons on a ship called the Reprisal. It was an incredibly treacherous journey. Franklin wrote that the voyage quote almost

demolished me. They had limited rations on board, and by the time Benjamin Franklin landed in Europe he had boils and scabs all over his body, including on his balding scalp. But even more dangerous than the risk of disease or dangerous seas was the fact that Benjamin Franklin was technically traveling as a traitor. The British Navy patrolled the Atlantic, and if they captured him as a signer of the

Declaration of Independence, he could have been hanged. Fortunately, Franklin managed to make it to Brittany intact, and though he had planned on keeping his arrival in France a secret celebrity, made that challenging word that the famous Benjamin Franklin was on their shores, made to Paris before he did, and the celebrations of all things Benjamin Franklin began. One thing that Benjamin Franklin understood implicitly was how to play act

the role of an American. In order to delight the French, he wore an iconic fur hat in the style of a hat that had been famously worn by the philosopher Rousseau, which gave Franklin both an intellectual and a delightfully rustic frontier style appeal. The hat also served the additional purpose of covering the scabs that still covered his head from the miserable ship ride across the Atlantic. Franklin was a bonafied sensation, the most famous American in the world, and

a celebrated scholar scientist. When he moved into a house in the suburbs outside Paris, invited by the man who owned the manor, a lightning rod was hoisted on the roof in Franklin's honor. He received what seemed like an endless stream of visitors, including plenty of women who adored his company and whom he adored wright back. His favorite was a woman named Madame Brion, his thirty three year old married neighbor, a year younger than Franklin's daughter. The

two had an incredibly close relationship. They played chess and had tea multiple times a week, and though their letters were intimate in a loving way and Franklin made his sexual interest clear, Madame Brion politely reminded him that she was a married woman, and the two just genuinely seemed to enjoy each other's company. From that point on, the relationship became more platonic and paternal, But Benjamin Franklin was an incredible flirt, which was one of the primary modes

of communication in France. One particular line that I think shows off his celebrated charm came when he was playing a game of chess with a woman. Instead of checkmating his opponent, he simply claimed her king. The woman scolded him, telling him in France they didn't take kings that way. Ah, Franklin replied, we do in America. As enjoyable as his socializing was, it wasn't the reason Benjamin Franklin was in France.

He needed to convince King Louis the sixteenth to join with the fledgling United States of America, to recognize it as a nation and support it in its revolution against the British. Now, if there's one thing France loves, it's fighting the British, and just a few years earlier, the British had humiliated France in the Seven Years War, cementing

British domination in America and Canada. France did have a vested interest in restoring the balance of power away from England in the New World, and they had a personal interest in defeating the British. But Benjamin Franklin's task was still a massively difficult one. For one, much as he was trying to convince France that the United States was an actual unified nation, that was a long way off.

America was fighting the Revolutionary War, yes, but there was still no consensus even among the Continental Congress whether America was one people or thirteen pulling together for a common cause. For another thing, France's resources were already massively strained, and if they sent ships to North America, they would be playing a risk ski games in terms of their ability to protect France itself and the French West Indies against the vastly powerful and far superior British navy, the most

powerful navy in the world. It was such a dangerous proposition that Louis the sixteenth wrote a letter to the King of Spain. King to King, he knew that whether or not to recognize the US was an incredibly important decision, but it wasn't one that he wanted France to have to make a loan. And then all of that aside, there was the philosophical issue of asking King Louis the

sixteenth to fund the overthrow of another monarch. While trying to win the French government over, Franklin told them about how powerful George Washington's army was. Washington was leading an army of eighty thousand men, he said, well trained, fierce fighters who would stop at nothing until they achieved their

freedom from tyranny. Franklin said that Americans could hold out for thirty years, and when reports reached France that the British had taken Philadelphia, Franklin just smiled and shook his head. It was all part of the plan. The river would freeze, you see, and the British would be trapped there. Franklin was fully bluffing. Washington had closer to fourteen thousand men, nowhere near eighty, and they were so poor that they

couldn't afford uniforms. When Philadelphia fell to the British, a British officer commandeered Benjamin Franklin's own home, stealing his books, private papers, and scientific equipment. Though Franklin's ally in France, the Foreign Minister Compe de Vergen, was able to sneak Franklin and the Americans some funds under the table. The French were not going to officially support the Revolution unless there was some proof that it wasn't a fully lost cause.

All Franklin could do, much to the chagrin of his American colleagues watching from across the ocean, was weight continuing to wage his personal charm offensive against the French people. After months of bluffing and treading water, the tide finally shifted on October seventeenth, seventeen seventy seven, when Americans defeated the British general John Burgoyne in the Battle of Saratoga.

It was a tremendous victory, a turning point in the Revolution, and exactly the sword of moment Benjamin Franklin needed in order to convince the French that helping the Americans was

backing a winning team. Franklin sprang into action, writing detailed and poetic accounts of the incredible victory, taking particular time to raise the French soldiers who had been fighting alongside the colonists, Because even if the French government had been hesitant to officially join in the American Revolution, there was no shortage of valiant young frenchmen, particularly young noblemen inspired by the daring do of the Marquis de Lafayette, who

wanted to prove their medal on a field of battle that would also incidentally give them a chance to humiliate the British. Franklin's efforts worked. On February sixth, seventeen seventy seven, Benjamin Franklin met with the Foreign Minister Version to sign not one, but two treaties. The first was a treaty of Friendship and commerce. The second, and more important of the two, was a treaty of military alliance. Not only had France officially recognized the United States as a nation,

it had officially joined in its rugs revolutionary efforts. Imagine the scene of French officials that day at the end of the eighteenth century, and try to picture what you imagine they might be wearing, fine silks, embroideries, the type of clothing that reflects the importance of the occasion within a culture where people were already wearing incredibly ornate, decorated clothing. In contrast, Benjamin Franklin wore a simple brown wool waistcoat suit.

But he had a very specific reason for the outfit he chose. It was the exact same suit he had been wearing less than a decade earlier, when he was berated and humiliated by the British while testifying in the cockpit. Now that same jacket would witness the signing of the treaty that might help America cast off Britain's yoke forever. It was an act of sirctorial vengeance, the eighteenth century

equivalent of Princess Diana's revenge dress. Franklin did wear slightly more formal garb a month later when he appeared at Versailles for the ratification of the alliance. This time he wore a black velvet suit lined with white ruffles and silk stockings. Even still, the chamberlain took a moment's pause before letting him into court because Franklin wasn't wearing the

wig and sword that was required by court etiquette. Still then, as today, dress codes are more suggestions when you're famous, and Franklin was invited into an audience with King Louis the sixteenth in the King's Great Chamber. The king extended a message of goodwill to Congress, stating that he hoped the alliance would be quote for the good of our

two nations. Franklin was effusive in his gratitude and replied to the King with the type of remark that seems so poignant in its dramatic irony, that I'm tempted to believe it was apocryphal. If all rulers ruled with your benevolence, Franklin told the King Louis the sixteenth republics would never be formed. Once the formal acknowledgments were taken care of, Franklin was invited to spend time with the royal family.

When account relates that while Franklin was watching a game play out on a gaming table, he was honored by the particular notice of the Queen, who courteously desired him to stand near to her, and as often as the game did not require her immediate attention, she took occasion to speak to him in very obliging terms. Franklin and Marie Antoinette were also said to have strolled through the gardens of Versailles, where he explained to her the basics

of his electrical experiments. Allegedly, Marie Antoinette asked Benjamin Franklin if he was worried that, like Prometheus, who was chained to a rock with his liver plucked out for all eternity, he too worried that he would be punished for stealing fire from heaven. Franklin replied that he would quote if he did not behold a pair of eyes pass unpunished, which have stolen infinitely more fire from Jove than he ever did, though they do more mischief in a week

than he has done in all my experiments. The task of official recognition was done, but Benjamin Franklin's work was far from over. The revolutionaries were in desperate need still of money, supplies, and ammunition, and trying to get the French people to provide it became the central focus of

Franklin's work. Biographer Stacy Schiff recounted how at one point the Americans sent Franklin a thirty eight page list of the things they needed from the French, including quote, a frigate, a ship of the line, and forty nine thousand uniforms, as well as spoons, trumpets, paint, and thimbles. According to Shiff, the demands was so massive that Franklin was left speechless. It's at this point that another Founding father makes a cameo in the story. In seventeen seventy eight, future President

John Adams joined Franklin in France as an ambassador. It was a terrible idea from the start. If you've seen the excellent HBO mini series John Adams starring Paul Giamatti, you probably have a fairly good understanding of what sort of man Adams was. Principled and brilliant, but straightforward, blunt, hard working, with no patience for nonsense. In other words, a terrible fit for France, where diplomacy was more reliant

on charm and flirtation than anything else. He was also a terrible match for Benjamin Franklin, who, as shiff elegantly put it, was a master of the French art of quote, accomplishing much while appearing to accomplish little. Adams despised Franklin. Where was the man who had written Poor Richard's Almanac? Early to bed, Early to rise? All of that. The Franklin that Adams saw in France was a lush who

seemed to spend more time socializing than working. He was invited to dine every day and never declined, Adams wrote, and it was the only thing in which he was punctual. To make matters worse, Adams also had to bear witness to Franklin's tremendous celebrity. As Adams put it, Franklin was green,

did like quote an opera girl everywhere they went. Adams was so unpopular in France that the Foreign minister actually insisted that Franklin be the only American representative, and so Adams was sent back across the Atlantic, although his mistrust

and resentment of Franklin never abated. In seventeen eighty three, Adams wrote a letter stating, quote, if I was in Congress and Franklin and the marble Mercury in the garden of Versailles were in nomination for an embassy, I would not hesitate to give my vote for the statue upon the principle that it would do no harm. The growing sentiment of resentment of Franklin's slow progress in France seemed to be shared amongst the United States. America needed resources immediately,

and France was not providing them. Why couldn't Franklin get more? At one point, Congress was so frustrated with Franklin that they floated the idea of replacing him. That notion was so abhorrent to Franklin's friend and ally, the Foreign Minister Vergennes, that Virgen immediately sent over a large shipment to America and wrote to make sure that Congress understood that he had only granted it specifically on account of Benjamin Franklin.

Franklin continued his efforts to fund the Americans, writing letters and missives, charming the French, and trying to secure supplies as best he could, but by seventeen eighty one the war was dragging on. It was midnight when a courier arrived at the suburban home Franklin lived in with incredible news. The Americans had achieved victory at Yorktown with the help of six thousand men that King Louis the sixteenth had

sent under Lieutenant General Rochambeau. George Washington had trapped General Cornwallis, and a helpful French fleet posted just offshore meant that the British wouldn't be able to escape or send for more supplies. Cornwallis had no options. He surrendered. The American Revolutionary War was all but over, and John Jay and John Adams arrived in Europe to work with Benjamin Franklin on finalizing the end of the war with the British.

Though the nature of the American treaty with France meant that the Americans were supposed to consult with France and Virgin on their British peace agreement. John Jay and Adams bulked at that idea and preferred to work independently. It was a tricky situation for Franklin, who had seen firsthand just how much the French had done for them and how much Virgin had done for him personally, but he had no choice but to go along with the other negotiators.

France was understandably upset at being left completely out of the peace agreement, and so it was left to Franklin to apologize to Verzhen, which he did in an absolutely masterful letter. He wrote that the omission quote was not from want of respect for the King, whom we all love and honor. It is not possible for anyone to be more sensible than I am of what I and every American owe to the King for the many and

great benefits and favors he has bestowed upon us. The English, I just now learn flatter themselves that they have already divided us. I hope this little misunderstanding will therefore be kept a perfect secret, and that they find themselves totally mistaken.

He added that he hoped, quote, the great work which has hitherto been so happily conducted, is so nearly brought to perfection, and is so glorious to his reign, will not be ruined by a single indiscretion of ours, And certainly the whole edifice falls to the ground immediately if you refuse, on that account to give us any further assistance.

Did you catch that last part? Not only had America excluded France from negotiating in the peace agreement, but now America needed more money, and the absolutely insane part the letter worked. Next time you apologize, if it doesn't end with the person you wronged giving you more money, just know that Benjamin Franklin was operating on a different level, and the affection the French had for Benjamin Franklin lasted

until the end. When Franklin eventually left the country, it was Marie Antoinette who personally lent him a litter carried between mules because franklin health issue made normal coach travel uncomfortable. I want to be clear, as an American citizen, I am personally very grateful to the French for everything they did for us in the Revolutionary War, but hindsight being what it is looking back, it was a catastrophic move

for the French monarchy. According to Schiff, the value of French material and manpower sent by Louis the sixteenth was the equivalent of approximately twenty billion dollars in today's money. The empty treasury was certainly an aggravating factor six years later when the French Revolution began, and the money doesn't even account for the philosophical impact of the American Revolution

on the French people. Hearing all about overthrowing a tyrannous monarch and the essential promises of liberty helped the French revolutionaries establish their vocabulary when it came to the revolution that would lead to Louis the Das sixteenth head detached from his body. But again for Americans, it is almost impossible to overstate how important that French aid was during

the Revolutionary War. As Schiff says, quote, when the British surrendered at Yorktown, they did so to forces that were nearly equal parts French and American, all fed, clothed and paid by France and protected by a French navy. Biographer Walter Isaacson puts Benjamin Franklin's impact specifically into focus. He said, quote, I think Benjamin Franklin, by sealing the alliance with France, did as much to win the revolution as anybody, with

the possible exception of George Washington. If John Adams were to hear that, I know he would be rolling in his grave. Even as it happened, he was aware of the mythologizing that was happening in real time. Our ten tidency to exalt individual heroes over the boring hard work of slow collective effort. Quote, the history of our revolution will be one continued lie from one end to the other,

he wrote. The essence of the whole will be that doctor Franklin's electric rod smote to the earth and outsprung General Washington. I apologize to John Adams if this podcast continues the Franklin mythmaking yet another telling of the story of the man who charmed the French into helping us win a war. That's the story of Benjamin Franklin working

with the French monarchy to overthrow the British monarchy. But keep listening after a brief sponsor break to hear a little bit about how the French inspired one of Benjamin Franklin's most famous inventions. Benjamin Franklin is famous as a founding father, but he's also acclaimed as an inventor. Ask any precocious elementary school student in the US and they'd probably be able to rattle off a few of his inventions. The lightning rod, of course, but also the Franklin stove,

a glass armonica, the catheter, and swim fins. And one of his other most famous inventions came about because he wasn't that good at French. During his time in Paris, Benjamin Franklin was invited to a countless number of dinner parties because his French was still rudimentary. If he wanted to understand what his dining companions were saying, he would need to be able to see their lips moving across the table, but he also wanted to be able to

make out the food in front of him. This dilemma of wanting his vision corrected at different distances led to an invention that still used today by vocals. Noble Blood is a production of iHeartRadio and Grimm and Mild from Aaron Mankey. Nobel Blood is hosted by me Danish Forts, with additional writing and researching by Hannah Johnston, Hannah Zewick,

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