Aspersions I have cast upon the Virtue, Moral Character, and Family Values of Isabelle of Bavaria are those recorded at the time, and I should state for the record that all persons should have the right to free choice of sexual partners, excepting of course those to whom I am married, which is a purely theoretical proviso at this time. In which case, Dauphin Charles was, by right, law, and God's Will, Charles VII, though Retarded. With that in mind, I must confess to inordinate fascination with the most bizarre of them I can find. It was here and now that the schizopolitics of Jeanne d'Arc transformed the situation. Schizopolitics is the solution, via bizarre indirection, of a problem which is either unthinkable or, if consciously formulated, insoluble to the best-informed commonsense of that society and epoch.
Social constraints are objectively real.
The single most conspicuous common feature among practitioners of schizopolitics, victorious or otherwise, is their unpredictability. Should one appear, and make some perceptible difference in history due to the low-visibility character of social reality at the time due to impenetrable peasoup fog of ideological mystification and delusion, this is a Good Thing, or a Bad Thing, depending, but it cannot be predicted. If the Bubonic Plague was an Asteroid from Outer Space, the practitioner of schizopolitics is a large or small meteorite. If some statistical probability of the manifestation of a schizopolitical figure may somehow be calculated, the identification of this or that present, past, even future historical conjuncture as one wherein or whereat one will appear, with whichever consequences, is not. Anyway, it wouldn't be the way to bet, given the odds, whatever they'd be, would be long against it happening at all.