I’ve mentioned in a previous post that I particularly love Russian history. My interest started when I was a wee little thing and first saw the movie from Fox Animation called Anastasia.
Of course, I didn’t know the true, tragic story of the Romanov family at this young age, but when I was old enough to handle such details, I was addicted to finding out all I could about this Russian grand duchess.
I’ve spent years studying this family and followed the mystery faithfully. I’ve cried many tears for their lost lives and the suffering of the Russian people as a whole during this turbulent time.
If I had to choose, this final years of Imperialist Russia would probably be my favorite period of history to study. I knew I wanted to create a social media post based on one of the people during this era.
Writing as a member of the imperial family or a Bolshevik just seemed too sad, so I decided to focus on one of the points that lead to the Revolution’s crescendo: the murder of the monk Grigory Rasputin.
Long story short, the monk–despite his drunkenness and habit of sleeping with and beating prostitutes–was considered a mystical, holy man by the Tsarina or Empress of Russia. She believed that he could heal her son, the Tsarevich or Crown Prince Alexei, when he had bouts of pain and near death experiences from his hemophilia.
Rasputin’s visits did help ease the Tsarevich’s pain, but his influence over the Empress (he often gave her advice–which she followed–on handling governmental dealings and decisions) and general nasty appearance and demeanor struck a sour chord with the Imperial Court.
The Prince Felix Yusupov lured Rasputin to his home one evening on the pretense of dinner and then killed him with a friend’s help. The monk survived poisoned food and gunshots to the chest, only finally dying after they dumped his body in the Neva River and he drowned–not even kidding. How creepy/eerie is that?
The death caused an uproar within the Imperial family. Prince Yusupov was exiled and the Tsarina was distraught. The family arguably never recovered from the dramatic consequences of the murder.
Now that you have a bit of history, take a look at my tweet:
Not such good company after all, huh?
I tried to use the Twister app provided by Alan, but the picture the generator spewed out for Prince Felix here was blurry and unattractive. I wanted to make a new, clearer tweet, so I used a different site that allowed me to upload my own pictures, screenshot the result, and then did some further editing in GIMP.
I hope you learned a bit about Imperialist Russia, and I hope all of your future dinner experiences are far more pleasant than Rasputin’s and Prince Felix’s!