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PROLOGUE VOLTAIRE DIDN’T WRITE to make friends. He wrote to make people uncomfortable. Preferably powerful ones. Kings, priests, popes, and judges. If you had a title and a stick up your ass, you were probably on his to-do list. He didn’t invent sarcasm, but he weaponized it. He turned essays into punches, plays into grenades, and pamphlets into the 18th-century version of a Twitter fight. And he kept doing it even after they threw him in prison, kicked him out of countries, banned his books, and tried to shut him up with everything short of actual murder. Spoiler: it didn’t work. Voltaire had a theory. Not about philosophy or metaphysics or the meaning of life, but about how to win. The...