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I've read a fair bit of stuff about Galileo. Umberto Eco had some interesting stuff about it all in The Island of the Day Before. The consensus is, and I can't think why to question it, that he was never in the slightest danger and he was given a wigging for being such a general all-round arseholy. He was well connected. Like Rabelais was. And Shakespeare but only slightly. Shakespeare and Bruno were pals for a while. I don't know much about Bruno but I have a sense it was suicide by policeman.
Galileo's aquiescence was scientific. He hadn't thought of the masses. And the offerings and the stipends and the dollars and cheques and gold and precious gems with magical qualities and the whole flow of energy which keeps this effing show on the road and provides you with all these facilities to piss-ball about with your effing marbles you silly effing moo.
(Popes talked like that in those days when their mitres were trembling.)
Galileo was after loot.
The main thing I know about all of them was that they were blokes like me.
Quote:No mon frier, this is once that I cannot agree with Twain, a Connecticut Yankee if he landed in Italy or Spain would have been swarmed, marched before the local Torquemada and probably burned alive.
I can't be sure I understand that. Did Twain, a writer I can't abide, say that the CY would be made king or something? But had he done so it would be you who had written " a Connecticut Yankee if he landed in Italy or Spain would have been swarmed, marched before the local Torquemada and probably burned alive." If so I can't say I agree. The Princesses would no doubt have wished to see this exotic creature that had just strode out of the waves with a red rose in his buttonhole and that would have led to a completely different scenario with Robert Redford playing the part. The result might have been the same though.
It's the "cannot".