Only yesterday I was trying to imagine how painful it must have been for Julius Caesar, having been taken by surprise, to feel the knives of his patrons and allies plunging into his back. How much more wretched is it for me that today I know that same feeling all too well. It is sad for me to see my fellow “followers of Caesar” place a higher concern on betraying than burying their own. I see now how my concern for maintaining even an appearance of unity among my fellows will ultimately end. I have seen your true characters. I understand all too well now those sentiments of Caesar that the Republic is hopelessly flawed. I always felt that the Republic needed more men of more action and fewer words. Now that conviction is solidified in my mind.
Therefore, in accordance with the conduct and spirit of Caesar, I have addressed my troops and recounted again to them the injuries that Caesar and I have suffered at the hands of Senatorial squabblers and backstabbers. They feel all too keenly the pain of seeing their two commanding officers stabbed in the back on successive days. So we rose up as a body, being the only true followers of Caesar left in Rome. We took his body from the house of Calpurnia. With the Forum having been seized, we assembled there and gave Caesar the burial he deserved, the burial of a general of the Roman army, which is the backbone of this empire. With a pyre having been erected, he has been burnt, surrounded by his loyal soldiers, the only loyal followers left to him. It is done. You senators now have one less issue to squawk at each other about. I care no more for words. My actions are completed.
I can only hope that you fools will one day learn from your former mistakes. Did you hope, by treating me in the exact same way, to right the situation you put yourselves in by your treatment of Caesar? Is it not the definition of insanity to repeat an action and expect a different result? Did not both he and I offer to lay down their power on one simple condition? Did you not only become more belligerent at such shows of peace? You only made a dictator out of Caesar by prematurely declaring him to be so, and by your shameful actions in response to my moderate words, you have forced me to the only path that my dignitas would allow. But enough of that.
As far as Brutus and the rest of his ilk are concerned to me, their actions are done as well. Would that I could, but it is not in my power to change them. Of course the anger of their crime still burns in my heart, and if they show their face to my army or to me, you can be assured that they will die. They know this all too well. But I can say this one thing in their favor: at least there are a scattered few other men of action left in Rome.
One last word to you all: you have seen how M. Antonius treats his allies and supporters. Do not trust him in anything he says or does, or you too will feel a sharp pain in your back!
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