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our alaric
alaric whose command of gothic tribes under roman mandate allowed him to see a people who were forced to fight but reap no reward in order to perpetuate a treaty with the empire--- after being passed over & denied the possibility of moving upward from commander to general, never getting to leave the foederati for the regular army, he was fed up. taking things into his own hands like kurtz going up the river he used the knowledge gained in commanding his forces to identify the weakened northeast of italy & promptly invaded greece first with his visigoths prior to sacking rome. throwing monumental punches in 401 CE, 407 & finally 410, he infiltrated the empire at its heart beginning the end of that which had spread itself much too far over the world & had been rotting from within for a good amount of time. so who will be our alaric? will a soldier with more heart than ability to be a good little cog in the machine turn over a new leaf & leave with all his secrets wrapped up in his backpack? will a high paid mad scientist working for the US government down below in an underground base brewing up batches of biological weapons never before unleashed on humankind (kept at bay for the coming day) feel that he is just a little more valuable than he is presently getting paid & flee to the surface with all his wisdom to find one of our numerous enemies so that sooner than later the inside of the empire will be writhing with nerve gas or a new synthesis of ebola? tick tick tick goes the clock.
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