Death of a tyrant
Posted: Wed Oct 15, 2003 2:31 am
Cover story: Death of a tyrant
RICHARD GIRLING INVESTIGATES Alexander the Great died in mysterious circumstances at the age of 32. Now, 23 centuries later, the case is reopened Once upon a time there was a long-haired homosexual midget with a very bad temper. When he drank too much, which was often, he was prone to bouts of extreme and uncontrollable violence. His destiny, which he pursued with the zeal of a madman, was to rule the world. Given time, he was bound to come to the attention of the police. But even he, a master of the unexpected, would have blinked at some of the evidence on the investigators' file. Crows, owls and hawks dropping from their perches in the Bronx zoo. Horses being 'euthanised' across the United States. A mad rhinoceros breaking its neck. Soldiers paralysed by their soup.He was 32 when life finally caught up with him and his enemies could enjoy the spectacle of his exquisitely lingering death - a death that, in the opinion of a leading forensic psychiatrist, had been made inevitable by the loss of his long-term gay lover.According to an inscribed clay tablet in the British Museum, Alexander the Great breathed his last on June 11, 323BC. The event is laconically recorded - "there were clouds and the king died" - though there can have been no doubt about its world-changing enormity. Nobody at the time knew what had finished the tyrant off, but - given that his last conscious act had been to drink himself stupid - there was more than a suspicion that strong Macedonian wine had done its worst.But it leaves open the crucial question: why did he take 12 days to die? Modern pathology suggests very few causes of death that fit the pattern, and none of them involves red wine. Some of them, however, do involve poison. If you are an experienced 21st-century policeman, this is exactly the kind of thing that makes your antennae twitch. You have a death. You have suspicious circumstances. You have a lot of people with good reason to dance on the victim's grave. You have a case.Not a hopeless one, either, for although there is no body to examine, and no crime scene, there is plenty of evidence that has never faced the scrutiny of a professional investigator wise in the ways of unnatural death.John Grieve, CBE, QPM, BA(Hons), M Phil, is wise in other ways too. When he retired in May 2002 he was deputy assistant commissioner of the Metropolitan Police. What he left behind him was not so much a track record as a comet tail. A re
RICHARD GIRLING INVESTIGATES Alexander the Great died in mysterious circumstances at the age of 32. Now, 23 centuries later, the case is reopened Once upon a time there was a long-haired homosexual midget with a very bad temper. When he drank too much, which was often, he was prone to bouts of extreme and uncontrollable violence. His destiny, which he pursued with the zeal of a madman, was to rule the world. Given time, he was bound to come to the attention of the police. But even he, a master of the unexpected, would have blinked at some of the evidence on the investigators' file. Crows, owls and hawks dropping from their perches in the Bronx zoo. Horses being 'euthanised' across the United States. A mad rhinoceros breaking its neck. Soldiers paralysed by their soup.He was 32 when life finally caught up with him and his enemies could enjoy the spectacle of his exquisitely lingering death - a death that, in the opinion of a leading forensic psychiatrist, had been made inevitable by the loss of his long-term gay lover.According to an inscribed clay tablet in the British Museum, Alexander the Great breathed his last on June 11, 323BC. The event is laconically recorded - "there were clouds and the king died" - though there can have been no doubt about its world-changing enormity. Nobody at the time knew what had finished the tyrant off, but - given that his last conscious act had been to drink himself stupid - there was more than a suspicion that strong Macedonian wine had done its worst.But it leaves open the crucial question: why did he take 12 days to die? Modern pathology suggests very few causes of death that fit the pattern, and none of them involves red wine. Some of them, however, do involve poison. If you are an experienced 21st-century policeman, this is exactly the kind of thing that makes your antennae twitch. You have a death. You have suspicious circumstances. You have a lot of people with good reason to dance on the victim's grave. You have a case.Not a hopeless one, either, for although there is no body to examine, and no crime scene, there is plenty of evidence that has never faced the scrutiny of a professional investigator wise in the ways of unnatural death.John Grieve, CBE, QPM, BA(Hons), M Phil, is wise in other ways too. When he retired in May 2002 he was deputy assistant commissioner of the Metropolitan Police. What he left behind him was not so much a track record as a comet tail. A re