...intrigues and conspiracies abounded, leading Commodus to an increasingly dictatorial style of leadership that culminated in a God-like personality cult
...he seems to have had little interest in the business of administration and tended throughout his reign to leave the practical running of the state to a succession of favorites, beginning with Saoterus, a freedman from Nicomedia who had become his chamberlain.
Commodus raised the ire of many military officials in Rome for his Hercules persona in the arena. Often, wounded soldiers and amputees would be placed in the arena for Commodus to slay with a sword. Citizens of Rome missing their feet through accident or illness were taken to the arena, where they were tethered together for Commodus to club to death while pretending they were giants. These acts may have contributed to his assassination.
...the conspirators sent his wrestling partner Narcissus to strangle him in his bath. Upon his death, the Senate declared him a public enemy (a de facto damnatio memoriae) and restored the original name to the city of Rome and its institutions. Commodus' statues were thrown down.
Every time she speaks an atheist is born
We no longer have to wonder what it was like during the fall of the Roman empire. I realize some idiots still live in denial and have to have the piano fall on them before they realize a fall is upon them. But for those who choose to see, we are a self-loathing people - as all selfish and greedy people are. As I've said before, we all know how this story turns out even if we never publicly admit it.
So what a parade of freaks and half-wits and stooges and deliberate liars and other emotional mutants we see on a daily basis now. The fact we allow this to go on for even a day is a mark against the nation. The daylight insanity is out there for anyone to see. No need for shame or even to pretend as such. Openly lie about even the most obvious of facts and the world shrugs with a sigh.
Sure, there will probably be a pushback just as there was against Commodus, but that won't stop the descent. In reality, there should be such a huge howling that these clowns would be run out of power regardless of any election dates. Either one is healing or rotting. And a day spent rotting means another day owed for healing. The fact we've yet to face we are crucifying our children - and the ensuing intolerability of living with that - shows we just aren't being serious about our lives. No one will be smiling at the end of this.