JULIE STONE PETERS



                                    A “BRIDGE OVER CHAOS”: DE JURE BELLI, PARADISE LOST, TERROR,
                                    SOVEREIGNTY, GLOBALISM, AND THE MODERN LAW OF NATIONS

PAINTED AROUND 1666, the year before the publication of Milton’s Paradise Lost, Luca Giordano’s “The Archangel Michael Routs the Rebel Angels”  offers what one might think of as an allegory of seventeenth-century fantasies of world order. Giordano departs from the iconography of earlier paintings such as Pieter Bruegel’s “Fall of the Rebel Angels” (1562), in which the fallen angels—creatures at once of air, sea, and land—figure the hybridity of heaven and hell itself in the moment of chaos that is the war in heaven. In Giordano, roughly a century later, the two realms are clearly separated: one in light, one in darkness, clouds above, smoke and hellfire below. Here, the archangel Michael, bathed in light and dressed in classical attire, seems to push Satan and his fellow rebels downward into the darkness with his foot, holding his sword aloft like a sign. For the sake of peace, the cosmos must be split into separate realms, boundaries established, and the demons left to their own demonic world. Yet Michael also must remain in place, his liberatory and yet menacing sword aloft, to keep the borders of heaven inviolate and preserve the cosmic rule of law.

The establishment of sovereign boundaries watched over by a global legal order that preserves the right to transgress those boundaries in order to protect the ordered sovereignty they represent: this has become our central paradigm of world order. Painted during what was arguably the crucial moment of this paradigm’s formation in the mid-seventeenth century, Giordano’s version of the fall of the rebel angels offers us an image that encapsulates some of its paradoxes: the simultaneous creation of sovereignty as ur-principle and of global rights as super-principle; the legal prohibition of violence and an insistence on violence as the heart of the global legal order; the recognition of global law’s very dependence on global chaos for its existence. Giordano’s painting offers us a glimpse into what I would like to look at here more closely: two complex seventeenth-century visions of the developing global legal order, with all its anxieties—the order which ultimately became ours.

Paradise Lost: The Boundaries of Heaven and Hell

In Paradise Lost, Milton’s fallen angels can sometimes look like Bruegel’s strange hybrid creatures of the air and deep. In the Palace of Pandaemonium, their heaven in exile, they swarm thickly on the ground and in the air, sickeningly shape-shifting, half human, half animal (1.767-80). Yet Milton’s most extended account of the Fall of the Rebel Angels, which Raphael narrates to Adam in Book 6, is far more in keeping with the baroque-heroic spirit of Giordano’s painting. Here, the muscular, god-like rebel angels, once led by “tow’ring” Satan with his “vast and haughty strides” (6.109-10), run in horror from the thunder wielded by the Son of God, who has taken over “the Sword of Michael” (250). Driven to “the bounds/And Crystal wall of Heav’n” (859-60), they are pushed headlong through the “spacious Gap” that opens for them “Into the wasteful Deep” (861-62).

Arguably, one of the poem’s central problems is what to do about unjust war (waged by the forces of evil).  God’s solution to the anarchy and moral confusion produced by unjust war is the waging of a just war followed by an act of geographical separation. Cosmically linked, Heaven and Hell are nonetheless to be territorially sovereign, each constrained within its own boundaries and ruled by a “sovereign” with absolute dominion: God in heaven, seated on his “sovran Throne” (5.656), and Satan in Pandaemonium, seated “High on a Throne of Royal State” (2.1) and ruling “by command/Of Sovran power” (1.752-53). There is, admittedly, a certain ambiguity here: Satan’s “Sovran power” ultimately derives from and depends on God’s. Nevertheless, just as God will eventually grant Adam and Eve autonomy within their sphere, so he offers Satan a similar freedom to rule—and to sin—as he will.

Milton stresses the geographical fixity of both spheres, whose closed borders mark a clear end to hostilities. Hell, in horror at the falling host plummeting toward her, tries to unmoor herself, but can’t: “strict Fate had cast too deep/Her dark foundations, and too fast had bound” (6.867-70). As a result, she “Yawning receiv’d [the fallen angels] whole, and on them clos’d” (6.875). Heaven, having rid herself of the rebellious enemy within, more happily repairs her breached borders (in a passage with wryly scatological overtones): “Disburd’n’d’ Heav’n rejoic’d, and soon repair’d/Her mural breach, returning whence it roll’d” (6.878-79).