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CIRCUS MAXIMUS


 The year is 64 AD, the date is July 18, the place, Rome, the seat of power in the known world, the event is a conflagration, the protagonist is the Emperor, Nero Claudius Caesar Augustus Germanicus.

Nero was the fifth Roman emperor, ruling from 54 to 68. His infamous reign is usually associated with tyranny, extravagance, and debauchery.

Sound familiar, history repeats itself, our very own Emperor has, metaphorically speaking, struck the match, ignited the conflagration, and is playing golf, not a fiddle, while our Democracy and peaceful transfer of power go up in flames.

The Republican Senate, i.e. Roman Senate, ignores the facts, humors and enables the Emperor, and accepts his moral and ethical shortcomings as the price paid for political survival. 

The US Senate covers up their self-dealing and hunger for reelection with false loyalty to an inept leader that is driving our Republic into the ditch.

Rome survived the fire of AD 64 but it didn't survive the extravagance of Nero, his Senators, and his wealthy friends and advisors who indulged in amorality. Nero's reign marked the beginning of the collapse of the Roman Republic. It came to an end in 480 CE with the deposition of Emperor Romulus Augustulus. The Roman Empire was the most sophisticated, advanced, and powerful civilization in the known world.

The American Republic has an advantage, our founders read their history, including Roman History, and predicted the present circumstance. Our Democracy manages the Republic, provides for elections and enforces laws that preserve our system of government.

Democracy is a messy form of governing, a dictatorship or a Monarchy is more efficient but both will lead to failure, ancient Rome learned this lesson the hard way.

Joe Biden will be the President of The United States for the next four years, our Emperor has no clothes. 

Deus conservationem reipublicae!

 

 




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