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reasons why: i am enchanted with the story of spartacus: leading the slave revolt, sweeping through italy, challenging rome herself, and above all the self sacrifice. "i am spartacus," "I am spartacus," etc. giving yourself up for another. . . martyrdom amazes me i spell it wrong because once i spelled it that way accidentally, and i just plain liked it better that way. i am a big fan of creative/alternative spelling. sparticus looks much better than spartacus to my eye and also, for another (more pertinent)reason in that, "i am spartacus too." yet, while sacrificing myself i remain a different individual, collective yet unique. i and a dont make too much of a pronunciation difference inside that word i am sparticus
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charleton heston put his vest on
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The Story of Spartacus Way back in the BC, even before the Empire, Rome had slaves. Spartacus was one of them. He was a gladiator – a man sentenced to die fighting for the pleasure of the wealthy. He escaped from gladiator school, however, and for the next two years he would lead a campaign of revolution across Italy. Spartacus led the greatest slave revolt in Roman history. After he escaped he began raising an army. His goal was to escape Italy and free as many slaves as possible. He raised a massive army, thousands strong made of escaped and freed slaves. They devastated Southern Italy, and no Roman forces could suppress them. The vaunted legions that had never before failed were defeated by a simple slave army armed with next to nothing. As Southern Italy lay in ruins and months stretched into years, the great Crassus himself came to put down this revolt that had eluded or destroyed the Romans forces. Here is where the truths differ – the historical record states that Spartacus was killed in battle with Crassus, and Pompey then returned to crush the rest of the slave army. However, the popular movie truth – and the one that I choose to believe (not because I disbelieve history but because it is a more meaningful story) – has Spartacus’ army beaten and captured with him still alive. There is then the climactic scene: the conquering general surveys the thousands of captured slaves before him and asks for Spartacus (since no one is sure of his identity); if he does not come forward, all will be put to death. Spartacus, after a moment, slowly rises to his feet with great weight and says “I am Spartacus.” There is a moment of satisfaction, a lengthy pause where the general surveys his captured foe, the man who has lead this army of downtrodden slaves for two years and laid waste to Rome’s armies, eluded capture, and pillaged Italy. There is a pause, and just before they move to take him away, another man leaps up and says “I am Spartacus!” Now there are two. Soon more and more leap to there feet, screaming wildly, “I am Spartacus!” “I am Spartacus!!” “I am Spartacus!!!” one after another cry the throng. Soon the hillside is covered with nearly ten thousand slaves, young and old, each leaping and shouting ““I AM SPARTACUS!!!” as loudly as they can. All to save the real Spartacus. All to sacrifice themselves. All for another. Selflessness. When I see this, sometimes even when I think of this dramatic climax, I cry. . . They were all crucified. Every last one, more than six thousand, all crucified along the Appian Way as a lesson to others. Enduring excruciating, slow death. Set to suffer and die for another man, suffering and dying together for freedom, humility, and love. Selfless love and commitment, freedom and dreams. Ironically, more than 3,000 Roman soldiers were found in his camp, unharmed. How can I not admire this? The devotion, the selflessness, the sheer. . . everything of it all. How can I not rise with the rest of them and say it? Maybe Jesus really did die for us all, but it seems much more of a hollow and philosophical death. This is everyone sacrificing themselves for one man, directly and immediately – and all dying for it anyways ::Tragicbeautylove:: It may be just a movie, simply a story, but the bible is just a book and the truth is simply what you choose to believe. It’s not denial; it’s willful belief in something that is greater than the individual parts that make up a whole. The truth is subjective and we are allowed to choose what we do and do not believe in. I choose to rise with the rest and say: “I am Spartacus too.” I am Sparticus.
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is dead. goodbye
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i am not Sparticus
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oldephebe is not sparticus but digs the legend
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i read this nicely done
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I geniunely am sparticus. I even have the website. iamsparticus. Look I'm number one on google for sparticus. How can you be more sparticus than that. If the romans had googled for sparticus as opposed to just asking, then they would have got their man.
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what's it to you?
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