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The Trial: A History from Socrates to O. J. Simpson. Sadakat Kadri
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Автор произведения Sadakat Kadri
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The first generations of scholars hesitated to follow their concerns through, but by the late twelfth century opponents of ordeals were increasingly making themselves heard. One of the most outspoken was Peter the Chanter, a prominent theologian based at the Parisian cathedral of Notre Dame. If trial by battle was so infallible, he wondered, why did people who hired champions invariably prefer seasoned warriors to wizened old men? When three defendants were charged with the same offence, and were therefore required to carry the same red-hot iron in turn, was it really divine intervention that made the last in line least likely to show a burn? And what did it mean to say that God was watching over every ordeal if – as Peter knew had occurred – people were sometimes hanged for crimes that had not even taken place? Peter’s conclusion, reiterated to room after room of spellbound students, was as simple as it was revolutionary. The system tempted the Lord to work miracles more than it tested humanity for its sins, and the clergy should have nothing to do with it.
Complementing such principled criticisms were eminently practical ones. Even at its fairest, the system was as likely to free the guilty as to convict the innocent; and in the hands of priests with an axe to grind, it could be even more arbitrary. So great a discretion in the hands of clerics meant that secular rulers were often suspicious of the system but during the twelfth century the problem became acute. For ordeals finally began to operate against the interests of Catholicism itself.
The late medieval Church was corrupt as old cheese, filled with drunks and fornicators who expected congregations to subsidize their sins, and countless reformers had begun to emerge by the twelfth century. From the Church’s point of view their prescriptions could only worsen the rot. Henry of Le Mans roused rabbles across eastern France for three decades after 1116, with fervent sermons that condemned rituals ranging from baptism to prayers for the dead – and, implicitly, rejected the need for a clergy at all. Peter of Bruis simultaneously led riotous mobs through the south of the country, urging his followers to munch meat on Fridays and make bonfires of their crucifixes, until outraged opponents burned him alive in one of his blasphemous blazes during the early 1130s. Most ominous of all was a philosophical tradition known as dualism. It had been incubating among Christian communities in the Balkans for several centuries and now began to spread through western Europe via the ports of southern France – and it took issue with the Church on the nature of evil itself.
The dualists called themselves Cathars, after the Greek word for purity, and their challenge to Catholicism was profound. Whereas Catholic scholars would be content to spend lifetimes trying to work out why a benevolent and omnipotent God seemed so tolerant of unpleasantness on earth, the heretics plumped for a very simple explanation: that He had no choice. The world in its entirety, they believed, lay firmly under the control of Satan and life amounted to an unhappy moment of incarceration within a tomb of flesh. The soul’s salvation demanded abstention from sex, meat, and dairy products, ideally in person but alternatively through one of the Cathars’ abstemious clerics. Those who grasped the truth and confessed their creed at the blissful moment of death could expect an eternity of ethereal perfection.
The Church was not impressed. It took grave exception to the suggestion that its theology was a delusion founded on a mistake. And although it had its own impressive traditions of self-mortification – running from Origen, a founding father who had castrated himself for love of the Lord, through innumerable pillar-squatting and thorn-bush-dwelling hermits – it had by the twelfth century become extremely reconciled to earthly things. Church propagandists were soon recycling hoary myths of cannibalism, bestiality, and promiscuity that Roman authorities had once used against the early Christians, while Pope Lucius III ordered every bishop in 1184 to smoke out the heretics in his diocese by way of an annual dragnet. The unbelievers continued, however, inexorably to advance. By the end of the century, Catharism was running Catholicism a close second across much of northern Italy. In the Languedoc, a politically volatile region of southern France, there were large pockets where it was not so much a heresy as the orthodoxy.
The crisis came to a head with the advent of 37-year-old Lotario de Conti to the papacy in 1198. The youngish Lotario took the name of Innocent III and a contemporary fresco painting shows him to have a ruddy baby-face, but he was in fact about as ruthless and astute a politician as would ever occupy the Holy See. Soon after his accession, he wrote that the relationship between royal and papal authority resembled that of the sun and the moon – and the papacy did the radiating rather than the reflecting. He had his eyes on a prize: a world that owed its primary allegiance not to kings but to God, and more specifically, to His earthly representative. In pursuit of his vision, Innocent would blast seven kings and two emperors with excommunications and interdictions during his eighteen-year pontificate. But he was also honest enough to recognize that the Church was as much part of the problem as its solution. In a series of letters, he condemned his own bishops for whoring, hunting and gambling while heresy had spawned, slumbering like dogs too dumb to bark – and he now turned, at last, to the challenge that others had spent decades avoiding.
The first element of the counter-attack was put in place over the winter of 1205-6, when Innocent granted an audience to a charismatic Castilian in his mid-thirties called Domingo de Gúzman. The Spaniard, who dreamt as fervently as any heretic of pain and poverty, had already spent time preaching against the Cathars and he had come to Rome hoping for permission to convert infidels on the Mongol fringes of eastern Europe. Innocent saw in his gleaming eye an energy that was needed closer to home. The pontiff sent him straight back to the Languedoc. Domingo returned to find that monks from the wealthy Cistercian order still in slothful charge of the Church’s anti-heresy drive, but he was soon co-ordinating a mission that would transform Catholicism as much as it confronted its heretical opponents. Ostentatiously humble and tirelessly willing to debate any Cathar into the ground, he inspired an increasing number of acolytes – the Dominicans – who would become the spiritual shock troops of Catholic resurgence. The battle for hearts and minds had begun.
At the same time, back in the Eternal City, Innocent was busily exploring the possibilities of a more conventional conflict. Secret requests to King Philip Augustus of France to launch a crusade against the Cathars came to nothing however, the French monarch pleading a prior engagement to destroy King John of England, and Innocent hesitated to sponsor unilateral military action against a nominally Christian region. But Domingo’s disputations and Innocent’s hesitations then came to a sudden end.
On 13 January 1208, one of Innocent’s legates, awaiting a ferryboat on the banks of the Rhône, was murdered by a horse-borne killer. The rider, who ran a sword through his victim’s back, instantly galloped back into the anonymity from which he had swooped, but his bull’s-eye had consequences as momentous as those of any other homicide in history. A contemporary account describes the crisis council that Innocent now convened. Between the stone pillars of St Peter’s, surrounded by a circle of twelve cardinals, he called down a curse upon the assassin and snuffed out a candle, before demanding in the gloom what was to be done. One of his most trusted lieutenants, Arnold of Cîteaux, stood next to a pillar with head bent and then raised his eyes towards Innocent. ‘The time for talking is over,’ he replied. Innocent, his chin in one hand, nodded – and then declared, for the first time in Christian history, a crusade against an enemy within the Church itself.
Greedy barons, eager to participate in a papally sanctioned rampage through the wealthy Languedoc, contributed thousands of troops to the army that set off from Lyons in June 1209. The fighting would last two decades, but the force faced its first test just a month later, at the Cathar stronghold of Béziers. The city’s fate was emblematic of the mentality that had produced trial by ordeal, and constituted a suitably sanguine curtain-raiser to the four centuries of religious zealotry that were about to engulf Europe. While the soldiers prepared for a lengthy siege, setting up their catapults, tents, and latrines on the plains around the city, a group of kitchen boys mounted a quixotic assault on its walls. They somehow broke through. Within minutes, crusaders were pouring into the breach and Arnold of Cîteaux – told that it was impossible to distinguish Catholic from Cathar – was asked for his orders. ‘Slay them all,’ he reportedly murmured. ‘God will know His own.’
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