[Edited 11/21/14 and 11/15/16]
COMMODUS,
SEVERANS, SOLDIER EMPERORS
As
Gibbon noted, history is often little more than the
record of the crimes, follies, and misfortunes of mankind.
Without such misfortunes, there’s not as much
for the historian to talk about, and Gibbon says, with some justice,
that the relative
quiet of the period of Antoninus Pius makes for little to say. Still, even the period of the Five Good
Emperors was marked by occasional disasters and misfortunes: wars with
Germans
and Parthians, devastating plagues, and revolts by subject peoples like
the
Jews.
During
the century following the death of Marcus
Aurelius (AD 180—284), things were far worse.
This is not because the rulers of this period were all horrible. Some of them were immensely competent. But the problems facing the empire were
almost too great for any man to solve—particularly the problems created
by the
fickle Roman army.
Commodus
The
problems began during the reign of Marcus Aurelius’
son Commodus (AD 180-192). Commodus is
easy to remember because he’s an awful lot like Nero—but without Nero’s
artistic taste. Like Nero, he lived for
applause, but he sought that applause, not in the theater, but in the
arena. He dressed as if he were
Hercules, and, apparently, he was fairly decent at athletic events. On one occasion, he took 100 javelins to take
on 100 lions. He took out all 100
without a single miss.
His
extravagant shows were popular enough, but they
ruined the treasury, and Commodus chose to raise funds by selling
public office—at
one point, selling 25 consulships in a single day!
He also resorted to judicial murder in order
to justify confiscating the estates of the wealthy.
Naturally enough, such a man would provoke antagonism,
and there were a number of real plots against his life—and a bunch of
plots he
only imagined.
When
Marcia, his concubine, warned him *not* to
degrade his position by appearing as a gladiator, she ended up on a wax
tablet
list of those who intended to have executed.
When, by accident, she discovered the list, she and others
conspired to
kill Commodus, first trying poison, and then having him strangled.
Another
Year of Four Emperors
Commodus’
death led to another “Year of Four Emperors.” Pertinax,
a man with a distinguished senatorial
background, was the senate’s choice, but, when he wouldn’t agree to
increase
their pay, the Praetorian Guard killed him.
The Praetorians essentially auctioned off the imperial title,
and Didius
Julianus held the throne briefly. But, unable to keep his promises, and
without
popular or senatorial support, Julianus found himself challenged by a
number of
rival generals Niger, Albinus, and Septimius Severus.
Niger was proclaimed emperor by his troops,
but he didn’t head to Rome fast enough.
Severus got there first and took over with his troops.
He promised the Praetorians a suitable
reward, and gathered them together. He
gave them a very suitable reward: he surrounded them with his
troops, had
the troops disarm them and strip them naked, and sent them away with
nothing:
they had betrayed Pertinax who they had been sworn to protect.
The
Severans
Septimius
Serverus (AD 193-211) was a respite for the
Roman people. He defeated his rivals
(Albinus and Niger) and settled successfully wars with the Parthians
and in
Britain. His advice to his son: take care of the army, and you can
despise
everyone else. He did take care of his
army, raising their pay from 300 to 500 denarii. But
he also did some rather impressive
reorganizational work, improving the postal service, providing free
medical
care, and building better roads—while at the same time replenishing the
treasury. He moved toward the
elimination of the distinction between Italians and provincials in
terms of
citizenship. In addition, there was a
cultural revival. Neoplatonism
flourished with both Christian and pagan rediscovery of the great
Athenian
philosopher. Ulpian did very impressive
work in law, and Galen in medicine.
But
what about succession? Severus reverted to
the hereditary principle,
naming his sons Caracella and Geta as his heirs.
Caracella
(AD 211-117) was very much his father’s son
in many respects. He raised the soldiers’
pay still further, to 750 denarii. His
“Edict
of Caracella” gave citizenship rights to all free men within the empire.
Unfortunately,
Caracella was a cruel man. He murdered his
brother Geta even as Geta was
held in their mother’s arms. He tricked
the Parthians by pretending to be interested in marriage to a Parthian
princess…and
then, at what was to be a wedding/engagement party, turned on the
unsuspecting
Parthians and slaughtered them.
He
carried grudges too. Before Caracella had
taken the throne, a song
mocking him had been a brief popular hit in Alexandria—a city where
making fun
of prominent figures was pretty much a tradition. When
he became emperor, Caracella told the
Alexandrians he was going to create an elite military unit and he
wanted
Alexandrian young me to appear for consideration. They
expected an honor—but found instead that
they were surrounded and killed.
Caracella’s
cruelty cost him his life. One of his
officers, Macrinus, along with
others whose families had suffered, cooked up a plot.
Taking advantage of Caracella’s need for a
bathroom break (the one time his personal guard wouldn’t be immediately
at
hand) a centurion named Martialis (the man who Macrinus recruited for
the
purpose) killed the emperor.
The
troops on the spot (near Ctesiphon), apparently
unaware that Macrinus had been the instigator, proclaimed him emperor.
Macrinus
settles the war with the Parthians, and gets senate approval for his
new title.
But troops in Syria set up a rival, the
boy-priest Bassianus—using as justification the belief that Bassianus
was an
illegitimate son of Caracella! Hearing
that there was major money backing Bassianus and thinking they’d get
well-rewarded, Macrinus’ troops deserted him: he dies, and Bassianus
reigns.
Bassianus
(AD 218-222) preferred to be called Elagabalus
after the name of the sun-god he worshipped. He was hardly suitable for
the
job: effeminate in the extreme. He
supposedly offered half his empire to any physician who could give him
female
genitals, and he had a blond slave he referred to as his husband.
Nevertheless,
Rome was well-ruled. Real power was in the
hands of his grandmother,
Julia Maesa. Realizing that Elabablus
was incorrigible and likely to end up dead, Julia Maesa secured her own
continuation in power by making sure Elagablus named as heir another of
her
grandsons (Alexander Severus), supposedly the illegitimate son of
Caracalla by
her other daughter. Sure enough, the
Praetorians eventually turned in Elagabalus and slaughtered him…and
Alexander
Severus was emperor.
Alexander
(AD 222-235) did a decent job—or (rather)
the women that actually ruled did a decent job.
At first, Maesa was in control of the empire, and, when she
died, Julia
Mamea (her daughter) was, not just the power-behind-the-throne, but
officially
recognized by the senate as “Mother of Augustus, of the camp, and the
senate, and
the fatherland.” Julia was frugal,
accumulating enough extra money to subsidize scholars and teachers. She remitted taxes for landlords who made
improvements. She restored the role of
the senate in imperial governance. But what Julia could not do was
control the
troops. The praetorian prefect was
murdered by the praetorians when he tried to disciple them—and she
found
herself unable to do anything about it.
In
the east, Parthian rule had collapsed, and a
vigorous new power had taken control of Persia, the Sassanids. Alexander and Mamea head east to deal with the
renewed Persian threat, but the Allemani (a Germanic group) attack. Mamea has to buy them off because the
insubordinate troops to respond to orders to defend the border.
Fickle
soldiers decide it’s time to have a military
man in charge, and the proclaim one of Alexander’s staff officers
(Maximinus)
emperor. Maximinus doesn’t really want
to be emperor, but the troops tell him it’s either that or death. Oh well, says Maximinus. Why
not? Maximinus’ army sets out to
attack. Alexander’s troops won’t even
fight. Alexander dies, and Maximinus
reigns—and life
is about to get very interesting indeed in the Roman Empire.
Soldier
Emperors
The
years 235-284 in Roman history are called the time
of the soldier (or barracks) emperors.
It is during this period in particular that the problems of the
empire
(particularly the problems with the fickle troops) get out of hand. Depending on how one counts, there are
approximately 26 emperors in this period, only one of whom dies a
natural
death.
The
only people who know all the emperors of this
period are graduate students preparing for their qualifying exams, so
don’t
worry if you don’t get all the details.
Instead, look at the general problems and examples of the way
these
problems get out of hand.
Problems
include:
1. Potential
German invasion from groups like the Franks or the Allemani crossing
over the
Rhine or groups like the Goths and the Borani crossing the Danube.
2. Assault from
the revived and vigorous Persian Empire led by the Sassanids.
3. Palmyra, a
rich trading city in present-day Syria that, while typically aligned
with Rome,
rose up briefly during this period to challenge Roman
authority—particularly during
the rule of queen Zenobia.
4. Mutinous
armies and usurping emperors.
For
no particularly good reason (or, rather, for the
very good reason that there were 6 emperors in the year AD 238, the
year of
Maximinus’ death), I’ll pick up the story with the reign of Philip the
Arab (AD
244-249).
Philip
became emperor when the boy Gordian III (notice
we’ve skipped Gordian I and II!) was killed by the army.
Philip inherited a mess. There were
barbarians poised to attack along
both the Rhine and Danube while the Parthians were poised to attack in
the
east. Roman troops were undisciplined and
undependable, and the governmental bureaucracy, once capable of holding
things
together even under a poor emperor, wasn’t operating effectively at all. Philip was energetic, but the problems were
overwhelming.
In
249, one of his generals (Pacation), supposed to be
guarding the Danube, instead begins to instead try to use his troops to
grab
the throne. Philip panics and plans to
resign his position, but one of his loyal generals, Decius, tells him
not to
worry: things will work out.
Sure
enough, Pacatian’s troops decide they really don’t
like him all that much and (I suppose to prove their loyalty to Philip)
kill
Pacatian. But now there’s another problem.
The Goths take advantage of the unguarded Danube and invade. Philip sends Decius out to reorganize the
army and stop the invasion.
Decius
is successful, leading his troops to victory.
The soldiers, pleased with themselves and their commander, decide to
make
Decius emperor. So—on to Rome: Philip dies, and Decius reigns.
Decius
(AD 249-251) faced the same problems as Philip
plus one more: a devastating plague. The
city of Alexandria was particularly hard hit, with perhaps half the
population
dead.
Decius
is energetic and competent, but no more
successful than Philip. The
once-again-unguarded Danube is a problem, and Decius has to send and
army—and,
with it, a commander. But that, of
course, is dangerous: a successful commander at the head of a Danube
army might
decide to take his chances on getting the top job.
What
to do?
Well, Decius is a more than decent commander, so he just leads
the army
himself. He meets up with the Goths at
Nicopolis and wins an impressive victory: 30,000 Goths are dead. Decius tries to follow up his victory, but he
moves too far and too fast and suffers a minor setback.
That’s not a problem, but Decius needs “W’s”
to solidify his prestige and his ability to hold onto office. But W’s are hard to chalk up without loyal
subordinates.
Decius
puts a man named Priscus in charge of the
defense of Philippopolis, a city attacked by the Goths.
Priscus sells out to the Goths—and the
defenseless city is sacked.
But
there’s worse to come. Decius continues to
track down the Gothic
army in the Danube area. The Goths
divide into three units in their escape maneuvers.
Decius catches up to the first division and
smashed it. He catches the 2nd
division and smashes that. Two down. One
to go, and with three straight W’s Decius just might have what he needs
to
secure his throne. There’s just one
major contingent of Gothic soldiers left, and Decius catches up to them. His general Gallus knows the terrain, and
Decius, naturally enough, asks his advice about the attack. Full speed ahead, urges Gallus.
But he knows what Decius doesn’t that the
land separating the Romans from the Goths is marshy: the kind of area
were
soldier get bogged down. Decius attacks,
his troops get stuck, and Decius and his men are cut down—while Gallus
takes
over as emperor.
Now
why Gallus (AD 251-253) would want to be emperor
is hard to guess. The plague is
raging. The Sassinid king Shapur his
stripped Armenia away from the empire—and the almost-defeated Goths
spring back
to cross the Danube again.
Gallus
sends one of his best generals, Aemelian, to
defend the Danube. Aemelian and his
troops win. The troops are proud of
themselves and their commander—and I suppose you can guess what happens
next. Aemelian and his men head toward
Rome.
Gallus
needs are the support he can get, and he sends
for Valerian, head of the army defending the Rhine.
But Valerian doesn’t arrive in time. Gallus
troops don’t like the odds, and they don’t even bother to fight. Gallus
dies,
and Aemelian (AD 253-253!) reigns. But
not for long. Valerian’s troops decide
their guy would make a good king, and continue their march toward Rome. Aemelian’s troops don’t even bother to fight.
Aemelian dies, and Valerian reigns.
Valerian
(AD 253-260) lasts longer than his three
predecessors, but his seven years are a comedy of errors: every
decision he
make (except one) turns out badly. The
one thing he does right is to choose his very able son Gallienus
(253-268) as
his co-emperor and successor.
Valerian
needs to defend the rich eastern portion of
the empire from the Sassanids. He
reassigns his best Black Sea region general to the task, but, as soon
as the
Black Sea troops leave, rich Roman trading cities (Pityus and
Trebizond) are
attacked and plundered by the Boranni.
At Trebizond, the remaining soldiers didn’t even bother to fight.
Meanwhile,
the Goths once again cross the Danube. Valerian
calls on his son Gallienus to bring
his Rhine army to the rescue. But, as soon as Gallienus leaves the
Rhine, The
Franks and Allemani attack.
Unhappy
with the fact that they aren’t defended
properly, disgruntled troops and people in Gaul set up Posthumus as a
rival
emperor.
Faced
with so many emergencies, Valerian thinks his
best course is to negotiate with the most formidable of his outside
enemies,
the Sassanids. He heads east to fight and
(hopefully) negotiate…but, while he recovers Antioch, he then seems to
have
been betrayed. The Sassanids seize him
and Valerian simply disappears. There are Sassanid monuments showing
him
begging King Shappur for mercy—but we don’t know if he got it or not.
Now
why were all these bad things happening to the
good Roman people? I’ll tell you why, say some Romans.
It’s the Christians. The gods have
abandoned us because we have
abandoned them, allowing these atheists in our midst.
Get rid of the atheists, and all will be
well.