This has always been one of my favorite scenes in all television: talk about sweeping the bums out.
In Britain, the establishment only produces bums like Tony Blair, Gordon Brown, and David Cameron. It is grossly unfair to the Meroviginians, who were descended from warriors, to compare them to EUnuchs in the mold of Gordon Brown, who have set a new world historical standard in sheer uninspiring venality and corruption.
This corpse of a society literally has no greater vision than a death wish of being ravished by jihad on its own funeral pyre. At least the Bourbon monarchy had a bit of class. King George III, though crazy, wasn’t nearly this bad.
You would have to spend years in the library searching through the annals of world history to find a group of people more undeserving of power than these guys.
Octavian’s enemies were great men: Cicero, Mark Anthony, Brutus and Cassius. Maybe you could compare David Cameron to Nero who fiddled while Rome burned? Æthelred the Unready who paid tribute to the Vikings?
In the grip of madness, Nero plans to crush his enemies by weeping and singing to them. His plan is to win their hearts and minds. He starts to assemble an army of prostitutes to perform with him before the enemy.
Nero threw Christians to the lions.
Elagabalus was a transsexual (LGBT) who prostituted himself in the Imperial Palace. He would have loved Lady Gaga.
Imagine Nero, who was a diva before the term was coined, with an iPod, lipstick, and television … oh man, he would have put on one hell of a show!