When I hear
the word “empire” my mind immediately jumps to scenes from the movie Gladiator.
I think of Spartan-like men in breastplates, heads bowed reverently to their
emperor, ready to march out in battle at a moments notice. The movie Gladiator
deals with the Roman Empire, but thoughts of the Ottoman and Byzantine empires
also cross my mind. My general
connotation with the word ‘empire’ is not one of strong emotion. I attribute
this neutrality to empires being a
very historical idea to me. It is not
something that I feel passionately about because it is something that just
simply was and is not anymore. A positive association I make with empires is
the great courage men showed in fearlessly serving their emperors, but at the
same time I am struck by the heinous acts they committed in the advancement of
conquest. One definite negative
connotation I have with empires is the hierarchal rule of one man above all. An
elite class held power and others would toil endlessly with hope of
advancement.
Empires
definitely had a strong since of self and other because within an empire
citizens were required to have a strong sense of patriotism and respect for
their leader. The constant race to expand made all outsiders either a threat or
an impediment to progress. If you were not for the empire, you were the “other”
because you were not cut from the same superior cloth. If you were for the
empire, but from somewhere else you were a lesser man.
Empires
were established in a time of many new technologies and tools were coming into
being. Those left behind in a less advanced or civilized state were often
considered Barbarians. Men of a different nationality who spoke different
languages were considered to be lesser and of a barbaric nature.
My ideas on
empires and barbarians are almost completely shaped by Hollywood. The majority
of the exposure I have had to these topics has been though movies.