Did pope finance the Protestant invasion of England by King Billy?
When two Italian authors claimed to have proof that Pope Innocent XI financed the Protestant invasion of England, it was a sensation. But have they fallen victim to an unholy alliance between politicians and the Church? Peter Popham reports
Tuesday, May 13, 2008
On the streets of Rome the centuries stand still. Everything seems to have
been here for ever, the tightly twisting cobbled lanes, the high tenements,
the gorgeous piazzas, the baroque churches; yet nothing has ever been as it
appears, and intrigue succeeds intrigue down the hidden passages of the
centuries, the hand of power fleetingly discerned behind the arras of
history.
Rita Monaldi and Francesco Sorti are living out this uniquely Roman déjà vu.
Historical novelists who happen to be married to each other, they write in
tandem, and Imprimatur, their first novel and the book that made their name
and fortune, is set in Rome in 1683 and is an exploration of this world of
labyrinthine intrigue.
An inn in the city has been put under quarantine, the doors barricaded with
the guests inside, because one has died and the city has a terror of the
plague.
Coffined up in the lodging house with our narrator, an orphaned kitchen boy
with ambitions to become a "gazzeteer", are an odd assortment of guests:
Atto Melani, an abbot and acclaimed castrato singer, a rough-mannered
Englishman, a fugitive Venetian glassblower, an insinuating French
guitarist, a garrulous surgeon, a voluptuous courtesan. As the narrator's
choleric patron, the inn-keeper Pellegrino, falls ill with a fever, and the
talk turns to poison, readers find themselves sharing the paranoiac and
claustrophobic lives of late-17th century Roman plague suspects – until the
Machiavellian Abbot Atto, who is in the pay of Louis XIV, finds a
subterranean passage of escape.
The story turns on the enmity between the pope of the time, Innocent XI, and
Louis XIV of France; and on the fact – Monaldi and Sorti insist that they
have established beyond doubt that it is a fact – that Innocent XI
bankrolled the invasion of England by William of Orange; leading to the
downfall of James II and the (Catholic) Stuarts, the triumph of the
Protestants, and the end of Catholicism as a force in English politics.
That is the hinge of the story; and 320 years later – because Rome is the
eternal city, and the powers that control it are eternal – it became the
hinge of the lives and careers of these novelists, too.
Because their claim that Innocent XI, Benedetto Odescalchi before he was
enthroned, financed the Protestant invasion of England is a sensational
claim, and one the Church cannot accommodate, even today.
For the Catholic Church, Innocent has always been one of the great popes,
for his commitment to cleaning up the Church in Europe but, in particular,
for throwing enough money and political energy into the defence of Vienna to
repel the Turkish siege of 1683 and save Europe from the scourge of Islam.
The idea that this saintly figure was somehow involved in the triumph of
King Billy and the crushing of papism in Britain, would be ridiculous and
offensive if it were not – as Monaldi and Sorti insist, producing stacks of
ancient volumes, some full of ciphers, to prove their case – nothing but the
naked truth.
Today Monaldi & Sorti are successful across the continent – Imprimatur
is published in Britain on 15 May – yet almost completely unknown in their
native land. That is not an oversight on the part of the Italian book trade.
Monaldi and Sorti have been blackballed by Italian publishing and
journalism, apparently on the informal but irresistible orders of the
Catholic Church.
Stated that baldly, it seems improbable. The Church has not ruled beyond the
Vatican walls since 1870. Italy is a mature democracy. Pope Innocent XI
lived from 1611 to 1689. How can one talk of bans, of papal censorship?
To explain why exposing the financial transactions of a pope who has been
dead more than 300 years should activate the most effective machinery of
censorship in the Western world requires that we go back a bit.
Monaldi and Sorti are accidental novelists. Rita Monaldi is petite and
delicately made, Francesco Sorti is short and wiry and energetic, with
pince-nez perched on the bridge of his nose. Both graduated from Rome's
Sapienza University in 1991, though they only met later. At Sapienza,
Francesco had written his history of music thesis on Abbot Atto Melani of
Pistoia, the castrato singer and diplomat who was famous among the royal
courts of Europe – and who used this ease of access to become one of the
most influential and slippery spies of his age.
Fired by this research, Monaldi and Sorti decided to write a historical
novel based on Atto's life. Though fiction, every detail of every aspect
would be solidly grounded in historical reality, they decided: the setting,
the characters, the food, the music, the dreadful medical "cures" to which
individuals were subjected, everything.
Today, Monaldi and Sorti live in Vienna but they came back to Rome last week
to offer a taste of the reality in which Imprimatur is grounded, and a quick
scamper through the archives in which they did their research.
We met by the central fountain of Piazza Navona, and the couple led me north
a few blocks, past Santa Croce, the university of Opus Dei, to a winding,
nondescript medieval Roman lane called Via dell'Orso, or Bear Lane.
On that road, house number 87 to 88, was the setting for the novel: Palazzo
del Donzello, an ancient "locanda" or inn in the 17th century, for which
they managed to obtain the guest book. Today, it is a rather seedy rooming
house, the mustard yellow stucco flaking from the facade.
The somewhat stolid narrative style of the novel takes getting used to but
the richness and detail repay the effort. And, despite its fascination with
the minutiae of the lives of the times, Imprimatur is also an intensely
political book, which culminates in the narrator's appalled realisation that
the Catholic world has been betrayed by the Pope himself. "It had all
started almost 30 years ago," the narrator reveals. "It was then ... that
the Odescalchi family had besmirched itself with the most infamous of
crimes: aiding heretics.
"It was about 1660 ... The House of Orange was, as ever, short of money. To
give an idea of what that meant, William's mother and grandmother had pawned
all the family jewels.
"After a series of highly secret overtures ... the House of Orange turned to
the Odescalchi. They were the most solvent moneylenders in Italy. Thus the
wars of heretical Holland were financed by the Catholic family of Cardinal
Odescalchi, the future Pope Innocent XI."
It was the final twist in a historical novel, not the central thesis of a
work of scholarship. But in elaborate and carefully referenced appendices,
Monaldi and Sorti revealed that, far from being a novelistic jeu d'esprit,
the identifying of the Odescalchi pope as the main financier of William of
Orange's invasion of England was based on solid and original research.
Even that might not have mattered: when all is said and done, this was a
novel; Innocent XI lived and died long ago. Monaldi and Sorti had produced
an extremely juicy book pressing many of the same buttons as Umberto Eco's
The Name of the Rose and, in April 2001, Mondadori, the publishing house
owned by the Berlusconi company Fininvest, bought the Italian rights to it.
And on 19 March 2002, Mondadori published it. The book immediately began to
sell: on 14 April, Corriere della Sera said Imprimatur was the fourth best
selling book in the country. In May, Mondadori published a second edition.
But then something strange happened: bookshops began mysteriously to run out
of copies, and, though a second edition had been published, no new ones
arrived. Despite the book's initial success, the authors and their agent
found it impossible to obtain press coverage, the exception being a venomous
piece in the Berlusconi-owned daily, Il Giornale. The novel was subtly but
efficiently "disappeared", as if it had never existed.
What happened?
Something significant happened between the date Mondadori accepted the
manuscript and publication day: the event now known as 9/11.
According to an informant of Monaldi and Sorti's inside the Vatican, in
response to the attacks on America, the Church decided to advance the
long-suspended cause of Innocent XI to be canonised: as the pope who had
prevented the Turks from overrunning Christendom in 1683, that struck the
conservative Opus Dei types who dominate the Catholic hierarchy as an
exemplary way to show the church's defiance towards the new Islamic wave.
Then Imprimatur came out, with its harsh words on the Odescalchi pope – and
more particularly its harsh facts and references, designed to bury once and
for all the accepted version of Innocent XI's life, found both in Wikipedia
and the Catholic Encyclopedia even today, insisting (in identical words)
that "there is ... no ground for the accusation that Innocent XI ...
supported (William of Orange) in the overthrow of James II".
As a result, the authors learnt, the planned canonisation of Benedetto
Odescalchi was suspended indefinitely. The authors of his downfall were not
forgiven. Their punishment was subtle but devastating, and ongoing: despite
great success throughout continental Europe, with two more books published,
four planned, and Peter Greenaway planning to turn all seven in the series
into films, they remain virtually unknown in their own country.
The fury of the Church is understandable. What is less easy to fathom is how
they persuaded the entire Italian media world to go along with it.
"It's not so much censorship as self-censorship," says Rita Monaldi. "When
Italian journalists realise a book has been damned, they think they had
better leave it alone because otherwise it can damage their career. This is
something instinctive in the Italian media. The Imprimatur experience really
disappointed us. We've broken our bridges with Italy."