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Originally Posted by FAX
The thing about gladiating that I never understood was if these guys ... you know ... knew each other outside the arena.
In the movies, they usually train together and share the same locker dungeon and stockade area and it's reasonable to assume that they also ate meals together and probably shared some good old-fashioned gladiation humor during off-hours.
Therefore, it's perfectly logical to assume that friendships were established among the gladiator bros. Yet, they're now supposed to draw straws or whatever in order to determine their opponent ... so they could wind up driving a Spatha right in their bestest buddy's eye socket. (Depending, of course, on the whole thumb thing and how that works out.)
According to Dante, betrayal of a friend gets you in a worse hell than murder or rape, so chopping a pal into bits for entertainment purposes seems particularly cruel.
FAX
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Those were the halcyon days werent they?
