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Sunday, December 23, 2012

The Woman Who Shot Mussolini

Genre: History
Author:Frances Stonor Saunders

The astonishing untold story of a woman who tried to stop the rise of Fascism and change the course of history

At 11 a.m. on Wednesday, April 7, 1926, a woman stepped out of the crowd on Rome’s Campidoglio Square, a 50-year-old Violet Gibson, wearing a shiny old black dress, carried a revolver wrapped in a black veil. Less than a foot in front of her stood Benito Mussolini. As he raised his arm to give the Fascist salute, the woman raised hers and shot him at point-blank range.

Mussolini escaped virtually unscathed, cheered on by practically the whole world. Violet Gibson, who expected to be thanked for her action, was arrested, labeled a “crazy Irish spinster” and a “half-mad mystic”—and promptly forgotten.

Now, in an elegant work of reconstruction, Frances Stonor Saunders retrieves this remarkable figure from the lost historical record. She examines Gibson’s aristocratic childhood in the Dublin elite, with its debutante balls and presentations at court; her engagement with the critical ideas of the era—pacifism, mysticism, and socialism; her completely overlooked role in the unfolding drama of Fascism and the cult of Mussolini; and her response to a new and dangerous age when anything seemed possible but everything was at stake.

Mussolini was aghast at being shot. “Fancy, a woman!” he’s reported to have said.
He was ready, he said, for “a beautiful death”, but Violet, one of the “old ugly repulsive women who come from abroad in groups”, was not the kind of person he wanted to be killed by.

There was also an article by Lucy Hughes-Hallett on the story of the woman who tried to kill Mussolini, The Hon Violet Gibson, whose father was Lord Chancellor of Ireland. In 1926, Hughes-Hallett explains, at the time of their “bathetic encounter,”

Mussolini was a splendid figure of a man who liked to display his muscled torso shirtless. Violet was tiny, emaciated and not much loved. She was 50 years old but looked 60, and was odd enough in her behavior to have been twice admitted to sanatoria for the mentally ill.

After her attempt on his life, Violet was again admitted, this time for 20 years. Once that time had passed, Hughes-Hallett says, “history might have endorsed [Violet's] political judgment,” the Duce having been defeated and lynched in his turn, but …

… two decades in an asylum had done nothing for her sanity. She belabored fellow patients with a broom handle. She believed her moods created the weather. She never came out."

Frances Stonor Saunders points out in her superb new book, The Woman Who Shot Mussolini, or that between 1922 and 1943 Il Duce sent at least a million people to an early grave. He remained, for a very long time, the darling statesman of the conservative press and the fashionable fascists of Europe, although they conceded that he might be a bit hasty and brutal.

Still and all, according to the British ambassador to Italy, Mussolini was "like any other gentleman." The King of England decorated him with the Order of the Bath, and Austen Chamberlain, the British foreign secretary (whose half-brother was Neville, future prime minister and champion of the Munich accord), considered Mussolini a sincere, charming patriot, and certainly preferable to any other "Italian."

Not so the epigraph in Saunders's new book: "There is such a thing as a moral atmosphere." Those are the words of Violet Gibson, who happens to be the woman who shot Il Duce in 1926. Indeed, a moral atmosphere pervades Saunders's often poignant tale of the Irishwoman, labeled mad, who possessed both gumption and a pistol, which she tried to use to change the course of history.

*original post Dec.23, 2010



  1. Interesting. I had no idea. Thanks for educating me.

  2. There were, in the course
    of history, great men
    and great deeds/misdeeds,
    that will remain forever
    etched in our memories.
    Conversely, there are
    people, independent of their will,
    who had cut, shaped
    and torn the fabric
    of existence and society,
    who had slipped and
    faded into obscurity -
    and Violet Gibson
    was one of them....
    Born to a well-to-do and
    privileged family,
    her life read like a gripping
    drama of deaths, illnesses,
    numerous travels,
    plight from sanity
    to mental breakdowns,
    activism, religious fervor
    that further devastated
    her already frail state of being.

    In her notebook she had
    a quote from Pope:
    “The degree of holiness depends
    on the degree of mortification.
    Mortification means putting to death.”
    Her crisis of conscience
    was growing as she
    became more and more
    convinced that killing was the
    sacrifice that God was asking of her.

    Hi, Charlene.
    Thank you so much for
    taking time to read this...
    You might be interested
    to know more about this incident