“ No man, said a thinker, is wholly base. Caracalla was. He had not a taste, not a vice, even, which was not washed and rewashed in blood. In a moment of excitement Commodus set his guards on the spectators in the amphitheatre; the damage was slight, for the Colosseum was so constructed that in two minutes the eighty or ninety thousand people which it held could escape. Caracalla had the exits closed. Those who escaped were naked; to bribe the guards they were forced to strip themselves to the skin. In the circus a vestal caught his eye. ”
Caracalla
Definition and stakes
Caracalla, Roman emperor from 198 to 217 AD, was a member of the Severan dynasty, renowned for his autocratic governance and contradictory reforms. His rule was characterized by the Antonine Constitution, which extended citizenship to all free men within the empire, as well as harsh purges, including the assassination of his brother Geta and the slaughter in Alexandria.
Writers such as Edgar Saltus portrayed him as a tyrant, likening his cruelty to that of Commodus, while Albert Réville emphasized the political machinations involving his mother, Julia Domna. Both ancient accounts and modern analyses consistently depict him as a domineering leader, combining administrative advancements with oppression. His legacy persists as an emblem of imperial extravagance and instability, defined by both groundbreaking decrees and violent suppression.
Quotes about “Caracalla”
“ The latter were armed with cymbals, with hautbois, and with flutes; and as Caracalla and his army approached, there was music, dancing and song; there were libations too, and as the day was practically the wedding of East and West, there was not a weapon to be seen—gala robes merely, brilliant and long. Caracalla saluted the king, gave an order to an adjutant, and on the smiling defenceless Parthians the Roman eagles pounced. Those who were not killed were made prisoners of war. The next day Caracalla withdrew, charged with booty, firing cities as he went. ”
Georg Ebers,
A Thorny Path — Volume 07
“ Melissa listened breathlessly, looking first at the square and the soldiers below, then at the balcony where the emperor stood. In spite of the aversion she felt, her heart beat quicker. It was as if this immeasurable army had only one voice; as if an irresistible force drew all these thousands of eyes toward one point—the one little man up there on the Pantheon.Directly he began to speak, Melissa's glance was also fixed on Caracalla. ”
