"There
is nothing so ruinous to good character as to idle away one's time at some
spectacle. Vices have a way of creeping in because of the feeling of pleasure
that it brings. Why do you think that I say that I personally return from shows
greedier, more ambitious and more given to luxury, and I might add, with
thoughts of greater cruelty and less humanity, simply because I have been among
humans?
The other day, I chanced to drop in at the
midday games, expecting sport and wit and some relaxation to rest men's eyes
from the sight of human blood. Just the opposite was the case. Any fighting
before that was as nothing; all trifles were now put aside - it was plain
butchery.
The men had nothing with which to protect
themselves, for their whole bodies were open to the thrust, and every thrust
told. The common people prefer this to matches on level terms or request
performances. Of course they do. The blade is not parried by helmet or shield,
and what use is skill or defense? All these merely postpone death.
In the morning men are thrown to bears or
lions, at midday to those who were previously watching them. The crowd cries
for the killers to be paired with those who will kill them, and reserves the
victor for yet another death. This is the only release the gladiators have. The
whole business needs fire and steel to urge men on to fight. There was no
escape for them. The slayer was kept fighting until he could be slain.
'Kill him! Flog him! Burn him alive!' (the
spectators roared) 'Why is he such a coward? Why won't he rush on the steel?
Why does he fall so meekly? Why won't he die willingly? "
Unhappy as I am, how have I deserved that I
must look on such a scene as this? Do not, my Lucilius, attend the games, I
pray you. Either you will be corrupted by the multitude, or, if you show
disgust, be hated by them. So stay away."
The
Roman philosopher Seneca took a dim view of gladiatorial contests and the
spectacle that accompanied them. Interestingly, his criticism is not based on
revulsion at the butchery he witnesses, but because the display is boring and
therefore unworthy of the attention of a well-reasoned man. In this letter to a
friend, he describes what he saw in the arena during the reign of Emperor
Caligula. (Eyewitness to History, edited by John Carey.)
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