“The Gladiators, Springtime, and the Colosseum”
Life in Rome was far from pleasant over 400 years ago, long before the industrial revolution. Fortunately, there were written account of the past. It was factual and used ever since as there were nothing to prove otherwise. Many years ago, history and literature, had its rightful place among poets. Our imagination focussed on the past helped to build upon what we believe to be true.
Those dates and times in which they originated have tremendous bearing upon us, which playwrights often demonstrate. The times leave us speechless. Sometimes, we find it too challenging to bring our minds to believe some of the injustices to human. The Gladiators were part of the injustice, where they fought deadly matches in the name of gamesmanship. In Rome, the memories of the times lived on, and although we do not have the Gladiators with us, they live in our minds, nonetheless.
Julia Caesar was crucial to the Gladiators getting maimed in the name of sport at the Circus Maximus stadium. It surrounded happiness but peril at Gladiators expense. Wild and dangerous yet amusing. Constant repetition of the sport in spring would not go ahead unless it fulfilled their enjoyment. But the Gladiators had a price to pay for their lives. Killing each other through sport was hype and highlight of the spring leisure pursuit.
Seriously, as it was, Gladiators were in pain after each bout of the fight. Nothing prevented the game from going ahead. It was entertainment vs lives and entertainment won and carried on for many years.
It was hard to imagine what it must have been like at the time. The noble might have been in some discomfort. Some squashed among each other and laughed jokingly in the packed stadium—the Gladiators by then perishing in a risky sport deemed to claim their lives.
We must take it as a factual account because we know the history of the Gladiators and the Nobel that went to see these fights. Cruelty was a fair judgement.
Does the past make sense of the present? It would be an argument of contention. With that in mind, we challenge ourselves to verbalise what we see and hear in spoken words. Some combined them and used as phrases.
With self-expressions, our beliefs sit uncomfortably with others, and when that happens, we look elsewhere to find meanings for the things we do not understand. Be not become disheartened should your thoughts be ignored. Perfection is not guaranteed. Another person could influence us in several other ways.
If someone wants to avoid giving you something that you are deserving of, you will probably cause an outcry and denial of something that is dutifully yours.
Even quotes resonate with our meanings of life.
It takes me to an inevitable question, why are some words and their meanings stronger than others? Another is how we programme misconceptions? Digging deeper into our reasoning, the choices we make come from our attitudes to impress others with the words we speak—none better to share our story and their meanings than with our audience. They care for us and we do the same for them.
Spring was the season for women to be fertile during those times in Rome so was ritualism to sacrifice a goat to the god, Faunus.
Quotes from several poems, send messages to justify the times when Julius Caesar reigned. But we must explore their meaning before we apply them to our own situations. When the curtains close after a performance, we are left to reflect on what we saw, then breathe with the characters in our memories. Importantly, it is how we engage with our characters as authors and actors. We know something of the past. The Gladiators are ever presence and they help to refresh an important part of history.