Two hundred twenty years ago today the French revolutionaries murdered their King, a well-meaning and kindhearted man killed not for anything he had done but for who he was. European Political Modernity was born with this heinous crime of regicide, a sin with only one historical equivalent (London 1649) in its public nature and impossible claims of legality. But it only took the English eleven years to realize they'd made a horrible mistake. May the French people yet repent of their sins and reject their intrinsically bloodstained Republic, turning once again to the Altar and Throne and to an heir of the forty kings who in a thousand years made France. Vive le Roi!