The sex life of Catherine II of Russia, known to history as Catherine the Great, was a source of endless fascination for her contemporaries. As ruler of the Russian colossus, Catherine was one of the most powerful people of late-eighteenth century Europe and, in a world dominated by men, Catherine’s personal life was seen as both politically consequential and socially titillating. Indeed, the passage of just over two centuries since her death has done little to diminish our sordid appetite for tidbits regarding her most intimate affairs.
Despite contemporary beliefs to the contrary, in most cases Catherine’s relationships with various men, known in courtly parlance as “favorites”, carried little political significance. Over the 44 years of her reign, the number of her documented lovers did not exceed 12 and only one of those men ever achieved any real and lasting political power. While the dashing Gregory Orlov was instrumental in the coup that brought her to power, and the handsome Plato Zubov (almost 40 years her junior) was crucial to her emotional health in the final years of her reign, it was the mercurial personality and prodigious talents of Gregory Potemkin that won her heart most passionately.
Tall, handsome, brown-haired and strong, Potemkin was the son of a minor noble family known for loyal service to the Crown. A military officer in the Horse Guards during the coup that brought Catherine to power in 1762, he was not able to rise to the position of royal favorite until 1774. From then, until his death in 1791, Potemkin was the most powerful man in Russia and one of the greatest statesmen in the history of Imperial Russia.
Stressed by the demands of absolute power, Catherine appreciated Potemkin’s gifts as an adviser, lover and friend and fed off his well-articulated devotion to her. A great volume of their personal correspondence has survived and it paints the picture of a relationship that was tempestuous, but deeply affectionate. Money, palaces, titles, honors and offices were all his for the taking as he assumed a very active role in the policy of her realm. (Some historians even speculate that the couple was secretly married.) Though their physical relationship ended perhaps two years or so into the affair, Potemkin, alone among her favorites, maintained all of his positions until his
When Catherine heard of Potemkin’s death she was tear-stricken for days. More than any of the men in her life, Potemkin was the intellectual and emotional equal of Catherine in a way that none could ever replicate. Her greatest confidant and collaborator was gone and she would never again find his equal.
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death. Even when his attention as a lover was no longer needed, his skill for statecraft proved irreplaceable.
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On May 26, 1828, an emaciated seventeen year old boy clad in filthy clothing stumbled into Nuremburg, Germany. The boy could not speak, except for his name: Kaspar Hauser. The only clues to his identity or origin came in the form of two unsigned letters found on his person.
Though initially thought to be mentally challenged, Kaspar soon learned to read and write, and then went on to tell a disturbing tale. For as long as he could remember, he claimed, he had been confined to a windowless room – one so small that he had been unable to stand or move freely about it. Then one day, his unseen captor drugged him and he awoke to find himself on the road to Nuremburg.
That is until October 17, 1829 when Kaspar was found, bloodied and bleeding from the head. He claimed he had been attacked by a masked man, who had muttered cryptic threats before bludgeoning him mercilessly. Kaspar’s keepers, quite unsure of the story’s veracity, nonetheless decided to move him out of the city and to the small countryside town of Asbach for safekeeping.
Though the modern archaeological record dates Glastonbury Abbey to the early seventh century, that has not stopped it from holding a place in many a set of much older mythologies. To some it is the resting place of the Holy Grail, shepherded to England by Joseph of Arimathia following the Crucifixion. To others it is a conduit of Earth’s natural power and lynchpin of the supposed Ley Line network crisscrossing the English countryside. But to most, the now ruined abbey will forever be known as the final resting place of Albion’s “Once and Future King,” the legendary Arthur Pendragon.
Located in the west of England, the earliest recorded account, dating from 1090 AD, attribute the abbey at Glastonbury to St. David, patron saint of Wales. However, half a century later, early medieval historian and Glastonbury monk, William of Malmesbury, erroneously dated its foundations to the era immediately following Christ’s death – a thread later picked up on by French Romantics in subsequent centuries and one that would indelibly link England’s own inborn Arthurian tropes with the ever-evolving Grail lore of the continent.
Whether that anecdotal evidence supported such claims or not, in the era following Malmesbury’s death, the resident monks of Glastonbury decided to capitalize on the Arthurian myth’s prominent place in the English psyche. In 1190, they claimed to have discovered the mortal remains of Arthur and his ill-fated queen, Guinevere; the bodies were supposedly identified by means a leaden cross baring the convenient inscription of “Here lies renowned King Arthur in the island of Avalon.” Though the bodies and cross – if they ever existed to begin with – have not been located since, history does record that they were reburied in the floor beneath Glastonbury’s High Altar in 1278 before a cadre of true believers, including King Edward I. As expected, the Abbey’s tourism trade boomed thereafter.
Though he enthralled the aristocracy of Europe with tales of his supposed Oriental origins, the man known as Count Alessandro di Cagliostro actually began life under much less auspicious circumstances.
By the time the couple reached France in the 1770s, Cagliostro’s own reputation preceded him. Upon appearing for the Cardinal Louis de Rohan, he supposedly engineered a diamond of tremendous size through alchemical means; the prelate’s own jeweler would later value the stone at twenty-five thousand livres. So taken was Rohan with the magician’s perceived gifts that he would later commission a bust of the Count for his study, bearing the inscription: To Divine Cagliostro.
The seat of Catholicism and papal authority, however, wasn’t as tolerant of occultists as libertine-era France; the Count and Countess were both arrested on charges of heresy and sorcery and sentenced to death. Lorenza, who had chartered her own, all-female branch of the Egyptian Lodge while in Rome, was spared, after issuing a full “confession” and agreeing to live out her days in a nunnery. Cagliostro’s own sentence was eventually commuted to life, and he died, imprisoned in the Fortress of San Leo, not long after.





