Cicci's claim to fame, or rather infame, came when he wrote the painfully provocative pamphlet "What is the First Estate?" which many believed caused the National Assembly to pass the Civil Constitution of the Clergy. Clergymen and citizens alike were shocked out of their wits by what Cicci revealed about the clergy (but likely just himself): embezzlement of church offering, fornication, and the eating of meat and alcoholism on Fridays. Critics believe this pamphlet was written as a feeble attempt to get "even" with Abbie Sieyes who wrote "What Is The Third Estate?". Critics have found his pamphlet "full of repitition, of trivialities, of incomprehensible passages." The controversial statement in the forward of the pamphlet "I do not agree with your eating meat on Fridays but I will defend to the death your right to eat it" had made Marseillians especially enraged with Cicci.
The run for High Priest of Marseilles is still going strong and Cicci is still trailing behind his opponent Reverend Stephan Taisse Patrice Leclerq Pilo by 36 votes (the total number of all eligible male voters in Marseilles). The race for High Priest of Marseilles started in 1791 after the Civil Constitution of the Clergy was passed in July 1790 by the National Assembly. Thanks to a great outcry against Cicci from the agnostics, Catholics and atheists, all men eligible for voting have flocked to the polls.
According to the obviously oriental-looking cleric, he was born in Rome in 1754 to parents of French descent. "Aiyah, don' judge me by my appearance - very deceiving one leh!" asserts Cicci. After realising what he said, he quickly retorts, "I was just speaking jibberish - don't listen to me. Oh boy, what did I just say, I wonder?", in broken Latin. In response, our reporter posed a rather sensitive question. "Speaking about boys, how would you describe your relationship with your pageboy?" At this, Cicci's eyes widened considerably and his jaw hung from his cheeks like Robespierre's after he was shot before being guillotined* as the entire conference resounded with boisterous guffaws and cacchinations. It has been reported one man laughed so hard he fainted.
After calming down a little, Cicci was able to continue with the barrage of questions about his campaign (as well as the rotten fruits and vegetables being thrown at him - luxurious commodities during this period of economic turmoil).Some tiles were reported to have been thrown at him also.
When asked to comment on how he felt about the distribution of assignats, Cicci simply grinned (showing off his crooked teeth in the process) and said "why come on! Even I use the currency! What would you suggest, we use Euros?" laughed Cicci, who noted to his chagrin that he was the only one laughing. He continued: "speaking of money, I will be taking offering after the service so tip, oops, give generously. Give me all the assignats you can! Then you will be sucessful and prosperous! See, I can quote Scripture! Quick, I am right so give me more and you will pass purgatory, tribulation, nirvana and reach heaven! God will bless you!" The crowd then began to get so rowdy that it took the entire city's worth of National Guards to contain the havok.
On a lighter note, Cicci also took some mundane questions. "What is your favourite Saint's day?" he was asked. Cicci replied that it was St. Luke's day because, "after all", he said, "it does honour my impeccable reputation and most empyreal stature with the most important event on the calender: 20th of March**".
More boos. However, the less tense questions soon evaporated into holy smoke as someone posed the forbidden question.
"Mr. Cicci, come here! I want to talk to you! Mr. Cicci, where is the money? And what is your relationship with Rob Halford?" he asked as the crowd gasped so hard all the vineyards for miles around withered on the spot. Cicci, known for his ministry with heavy metal musicians, was put in a difficult situation when asked about the publically homosexual singer Rob Halford. Despite how onerous this task seemed, Cicci simply dismissed the question with a wave of his hand. "I did not minister to Halford - on the other hand, my opponent Reverend Leclerq did."
Immediately, the audience was filled with many oos and ahhs. "What do you have to say about him?" asked a bold reporter cooly. Cicci simply replied that his opponent was too busy overseeing the copying of the Scripture to be in touch in reality, which earned for himself a huge surge of angry Frenchmen (no longer hindered by National Guards who had defected to the Austrians). They tried to get their hands around Cicci's neck but Cicci fled the hall like a scalded dog. Another hour of delays later, Cicci emerged in a bullet proof vehicle as the Marseillians jeered. He began leading the service with his "recently converted" musicians behind him: Pete Townsend, Slash and Jimi Hendrix on guitars, Nikki Sixx on bass and Nicko McBrain on drums. The most controversial member was convicted murderer and church arsonist Varg Vilkernes on keyboards but Cicci asserts that Vilkernes has been reformed. His performance did not endear him with the congregation as he led them in one rock rendition of hymns after another: Jesus Is The Rock (That Doesn't Roll), Hallowed Be Thy Name (which Nicko McBrain kept playing wrongly), the vehement To Hell With The Devil, Jesus Is Alive and the ever familiar Amazing Grace.
However, the bullet proof vehicle carrying Cicci did not save him. Within a few minutes, the hungry Marseillians demanding bread smashed his vehicle (which Cicci bought by countless years of embezzling money from offering) and brought him out to be guillotined, demanding that communion waffers and wine no longer be held back during Communion. Cicci's body was later burnt.
* - (Mr. Tay if you're reading this I know it was very much later when Robespierre was executed).
** - Also the day marking the end of the Hundred Days (Napoleon returned from exile on this date).
