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Tacitus the Historian c. 56 – c. 120 AD
(●) Rome’s greatest historian, a senator who served emperors he despised, and the hostile pagan witness who put Christ, Pilate and Tiberius into a single sentence of Roman history. Around the year 116, an old senator sat down to write about a fire that had burned through Rome half a century before, when he was a boy. He wanted to explain how the emperor Nero had shifted the blame for it onto a group nobody liked, and to explain that he had to say who the group were. So he wrote a sentence of ordinary background information, the sort of thing a historian puts in so his readers can follow the story: the founder of the sect, he says, was executed by the governor Pontius Pilatus while Tiberius was emperor. He had no interest in helping Christians. A few words later he calls their faith a deadly superstition, and the Latin word is harder than the English looks: superstitio meant a foreign cult followed past the point of sense, the opposite of the sober religion a Roman owed his own gods. That contempt is exactly why the sentence matters, and it is why a Roman who never read a page of the New Testament has a place on a Christian shelf. Think of a witness who has come to court to damage your case and who mentions, on his way to something else, the one date you needed established. When a hostile witness confirms your central claim in passing, while trying to say something else entirely, his testimony is worth more than a friend’s. He is also, simply as a writer, one of the great stylists of Latin prose, and the historian through whom much of what anyone knows about the first century of the Roman empire has come down. And a great deal of him is gone. Of the roughly thirty books he wrote about the emperors, fewer than half survive, and those survive because two monasteries copied them. We are not certain of his first name, and we do not know where he was born.
(●) c. AD 56: Born into a family with money and no ancestors, in a town no one troubled to record. Almost everything about the beginning of his life is inference. No ancient writer gives the year of his birth, so the figure of about AD 56 is worked backwards from the ladder of public offices a Roman climbed, one rung at a time and never before a fixed minimum age. He was quaestor, the junior office that looked after public money, under the emperor Titus; praetor, a senior judge, in 88; and consul, the top of the ladder, in 97. Count the required ages back from those three rungs and the birth lands in the middle fifties. Some scholars prefer 55, some 57. Every date in his career that depends on his age is a convention rather than a record. His name is uncertain too. The oldest manuscripts call him Publius Cornelius Tacitus; a Gallic bishop of the fifth century, Sidonius Apollinaris, calls him Gaius, and nobody has settled it. Nor do we know his birthplace, though Narbonese Gaul, the old Roman province along the southern coast of France, is the usual guess. The encyclopedist Pliny the Elder mentions an equestrian named Cornelius Tacitus who managed the finances of Belgic Gaul (Natural History 7.76). An equestrian was a man of the moneyed class that ranked just below the Senate, the class the empire drew most of its financial officials from, and many take this one for the historian’s father, on nothing firmer than the name and the timing. What the guesses add up to is a young man from the provinces with money behind him and no senator anywhere in his family tree. In Roman terms he was a novus homo, a "new man": the first of his line to enter the Senate, and therefore a man who would owe every office he ever held to somebody’s favour. He came to Rome to study rhetoric, the training in public speaking that was the whole education of a Roman gentleman, and he was very good at it.
(●) AD 77: A provincial with no name behind him married the daughter of the general who was about to conquer the north of Britain. Gnaeus Julius Agricola held a suffect consulship in 77, or possibly the year before. A suffect consul was a stand-in: two men opened the year and gave it their names, then stepped down partway through so that others could hold the office for the months that were left, which is how an emperor handed the same prize to more men than the calendar allowed. Much of Agricola’s career had been spent in Britain, where he would shortly return as governor and push the Roman frontier deeper into Scotland than any commander before him. In the year of his consulship he betrothed his daughter to a young orator who was making a name in the courts. Tacitus tells it himself, in a single unfussy line: "He was consul, and I but a youth, when he betrothed to me his daughter, a maiden even then of noble promise. After his consulate he gave her to me in marriage" (Agricola 9, Church and Brodribb). That puts the wedding itself in 77 or 78. For a new man this was everything. It is roughly what it would mean today for a talented young lawyer from nowhere to marry into a family that had run the army. Agricola was not merely well connected; he was, by every account including his son-in-law’s, decent, and the biography Tacitus later wrote about him is the most affectionate thing he ever put on paper. Of the wife herself we know almost nothing beyond her name, Julia Agricola, and that she outlived her father. Her husband wrote about the deaths of hundreds of Romans and told us next to nothing about his own household.
(●) AD 88: He took the praetorship from Domitian, and stood among the priests at that emperor’s games. Here is the fact he never hid and never quite forgave himself for. He rose under the emperors he later described as a plague on Rome. "I would not deny that my elevation was begun by Vespasian, augmented by Titus, and still further advanced by Domitian," he writes at the opening of the Histories (1.1, Church and Brodribb). He had been quaestor around 81 on the usual reckoning, and he was praetor, one rung below the consulship, in 88. That same year he was also one of the Fifteen. That was a priestly college, a standing committee of senators charged with the state’s oldest ceremonies, and its particular keeping was the Sibylline books, a collection of ancient prophetic verses that the Senate had consulted for centuries whenever something went badly wrong: a plague, a defeat, a shower of stones. In 88 Domitian celebrated the Secular Games, a festival held once in an age to mark the turning of a century. Tacitus was there in an official capacity, and he says so plainly: "being one of the priesthood of the Fifteen and praetor at the time, I specially assisted. It is in no boastful spirit that I mention this" (Annals 11.11, Church and Brodribb). He is not boasting. He is putting himself into the record he is keeping about other people. Sometime after the praetorship he left Rome for about four years, either governing a province or commanding a legion, the standing unit of some five thousand men that a Roman army was built out of. Where, we simply do not know. It is one of the largest blanks in the life of a man who left almost no blanks in anyone else’s.
(●) AD 93: His father-in-law died while he was away, and the terror that followed left him among the silent until Domitian was dead. Agricola died on 23 August 93, and neither his daughter nor her husband was at the bedside. That absence is the one wound Tacitus lets the reader see. "This is the bitterness of our sorrow, this the smart of our wound, that from the circumstance of so long an absence thou wast lost to us four years before" (Agricola 45, Church and Brodribb). What he came home to was the worst stretch of Domitian’s reign. Senators were condemned in batches. Arulenus Rusticus and Herennius Senecio were executed for writing admiring memoirs of dead men the emperor disliked, and their books were burned in the forum by public officials. Informers made a living out of overheard remarks, and it was a living in the plain sense: a man who brought down a senator was rewarded out of the dead man’s property. Tacitus was a senator through all of it, and what he says about his own conduct is not that he resisted but that he watched: "with Domitian it was the chief part of our miseries to see and to be seen, to know that our sighs were being recorded" (Agricola 45). He calls Domitian’s whole reign fifteen years of silence, "those many years which brought the young in dumb silence to old age" (Agricola 3), and he counts himself among the silent. Everything he later wrote about tyranny was written by a man who had kept his head down and knew it. The books are, in part, what he did about that afterwards.
(●) AD 97: Nerva made him consul, and the whole city heard him bury the man who had refused the throne. Domitian was assassinated in September 96. The Senate chose an elderly senator, Nerva, to replace him, and the year that followed was the first in fifteen in which a Roman could say what he thought out loud. In 97 Tacitus held the consulship, the highest office in the state, as one of the year’s stand-ins rather than one of the two who gave the year its name. The consul’s duty that stayed in people’s memory was a funeral. Verginius Rufus, the general whose troops had twice tried to make him emperor and who had twice refused, died at eighty-three after a fall while rehearsing a speech of thanks to the emperor. Pliny the Younger, the encyclopedist’s nephew and a tireless writer of letters, whose guardian the old man had been, wrote it down: "The consul Cornelius Tacitus pronounced his funeral oration and thus his good fortune was crowned by the public applause of so eloquent an orator" (Pliny, Letters 2.1, Melmoth). The oration itself is lost, as every speech Tacitus gave is lost. The relief of that year runs right through his writing. Nerva, he says, "blended things once irreconcilable, sovereignty and freedom," and he looked forward to old age spent on a happier subject, "enjoying the rare happiness of times, when we may think what we please, and express what we think" (Agricola 3; Histories 1.1). He never wrote that happier book.
(●) AD 98: His first two books were a dead man’s defence and a description of the tribes across the Rhine. A man of fifty who has never published begins with what is nearest. The Agricola is a short biography of his father-in-law, and it is also an argument: that a decent man can serve a bad government without becoming bad, and that the showy suicides of the philosophical opposition were not the only kind of courage available. The Germania, published the same year, is a survey of the peoples living beyond the Rhine and the Danube, their kings, their marriages, their weapons, their gods. It dates itself, by a count of years from an old defeat, to the second consulship of Trajan, which is AD 98 (Germania 37). Both books do something a Roman reader would have felt. The Agricola praises a general the last emperor had slighted. The Germania describes barbarians who keep their marriage vows, raise their own children, and cannot be bought, and it lets the comparison with Rome sit there unspoken. Around 102 he added a third short work, the Dialogue on Oratory, a conversation among real advocates about why nobody speaks any more the way Cicero, the greatest orator of the old republic, had spoken a century and a half earlier. Its answer is uncomfortable and probably his own: great oratory grew out of political conflict, and the empire has settled the conflict. Peace is the price of eloquence, and the bargain may still be worth it.
(●) c. AD 100 to 120: He spent his last twenty years writing the history of the emperors, and then the record of him stops. Two things about these years are firmly attested. In 100 he and Pliny the Younger were assigned by the Senate to prosecute Marius Priscus, a governor of Africa accused of taking bribes to convict and even to execute innocent men. They won, and Pliny recorded the moment his colleague stood up: "Cornelius Tacitus replied to him in a wonderfully eloquent address, characterised by that lofty dignity which is the chief charm of his oratory" (Pliny, Letters 2.11, Firth). Around 112 or 113 he governed the province of Asia as proconsul, the ordinary crown of a consul’s career, which is known from a broken inscription found at Mylasa in what is now south-western Turkey. The rest is books. The Histories came first, covering the civil wars of 69 and then the Flavians, the family of Vespasian and his two sons Titus and Domitian, down to Domitian’s murder. Those were the years he had lived through himself. Then he went backwards and wrote the Annals, from the death of Augustus in AD 14 to the death of Nero in 68, which is the work that carries the sentence about Christ. A passing remark in it that the empire now stretches to the Red Sea (Annals 2.61) is usually read as knowing of Trajan’s eastern campaigns of 116, which would mean he was still at work after that. It is an inference from one clause rather than anything he says outright. And then nothing. No ancient writer records his death, his age, or where he was buried. Historians place it around 120 by convention, and some would put it as late as the middle of that decade. He wrote the obituaries of half the Roman aristocracy and did not get one.
What He Taught
(T1) History exists so that no good deed goes unrecorded and no tyrant dies unanswered. Think of the last time somebody got away with something and there was nothing to be done about it. No court would take it, the people who could have acted would not, and the thing simply stood. That is the situation Tacitus writes from, multiplied by an empire. Under Domitian a senator who had done nothing could be condemned on an informer’s word, and the men who voted for the condemnation went home to dinner. His answer is that the record itself is a punishment, delayed but certain. Write it down, name the man, and let the next hundred generations read what he did. He states it as the whole purpose of the craft: to keep virtue from being forgotten and to make the wicked afraid of what posterity will say. It is not a sentimental idea. It assumes that human beings care what is said about them after they are dead, which they do, and it assumes there will be readers, which there were. Christian readers should notice both how far this reaches and where it stops. The instinct is sound and Scripture shares it: what is hidden will be brought out, and no creature is hidden from the sight of the one to whom we must give account (Hebrews 4:13). But a book is not a judge. Tacitus has posterity where Scripture has God, and posterity forgets, misreads, and can be lied to. He was building the best court available to a man who did not expect a better one.
(Q) "This I regard as history’s highest function, to let no worthy action be uncommemorated, and to hold out the reprobation of posterity as a terror to evil words and deeds." Source: Tacitus, Annals III.65 (Church and Brodribb translation). He has just explained that he will not record every motion put before the Senate, only the shameful and the honourable ones, and this is his reason. The sentences immediately after it describe senators competing to propose the most degrading flattery, and Tiberius leaving the Senate-house muttering in Greek, "How ready these men are to be slaves."
(T2) There can be great men under bad emperors, and quiet usefulness beats a theatrical death. This is the argument of the Agricola, and it is a defence of his own life as much as of his father-in-law’s. There was a fashion in first-century Rome, among senators of Stoic sympathies, for open defiance of a bad emperor followed by a well-attended suicide. Stoicism was the philosophy that trained a man to want only what reason approves and to count everything outside his own will, his property, his office, his life, as no real loss. A death chosen calmly, with friends in the room, was the last lesson such a man could give. Thrasea Paetus was condemned by Nero and opened his veins. Helvidius Priscus defied Vespasian, was banished, and was put to death. Their friends wrote memoirs praising them, and Domitian killed the men who wrote the memoirs. Tacitus admired those men and did not imitate them, and he is honest about the tension. Agricola’s way was different: govern Britain justly, take no bribes, refuse to provoke, accept the snub when the emperor withholds the salary usually granted to a proconsul, and go on doing the work. Tacitus insists that this is not cowardice but a harder and more useful courage, and he adds the sting at the end, that the spectacular death is often "utterly useless to the state." The question is a live one for anyone who has ever worked inside an institution he could not fix. Scripture pushes in both directions and does not pretend otherwise. Daniel served Nebuchadnezzar and Darius and prayed at his open window anyway. Joseph administered Egypt for a pharaoh. Paul told Christians to be subject to the governing authorities (Romans 13:1) and was executed by them. What Tacitus lacks is not the courage but the ground for it: obedience for him is prudence, where for Paul it is obedience to God, and that is why Paul can say no as calmly as he says yes.
(Q) "Let it be known to those whose habit it is to admire the disregard of authority, that there may be great men even under bad emperors, and that obedience and submission, when joined to activity and vigour, may attain a glory which most men reach only by a perilous career, utterly useless to the state, and closed by an ostentatious death." Source: Tacitus, Agricola 42 (Church and Brodribb translation). Agricola has just been pressed into declining the proconsulship of Africa or Asia, and Domitian has withheld the salary that usually went with the office. The closing clause is aimed at the admirers of the Stoic martyrs, and it is the nearest thing in Tacitus to a defence of his own silence (T2).
(T3) Empire is robbery with a respectable name, and the conquered are allowed to say so. Before the last battle of Agricola’s British campaign, Tacitus gives a speech to the enemy commander, a chief named Calgacus whom no other source mentions and whom Tacitus almost certainly never met. Calgacus was a Caledonian, one of the peoples of the far north of Britain, in the country we call Scotland, beyond any ground Rome had held. Putting invented speeches into the mouths of historical figures was normal practice for ancient historians, and every educated Roman reader knew it. What is not normal is what he has the man say. Calgacus describes the Romans as thieves who have run out of land to steal and have started on the sea, who call rich men worth robbing and poor men worth ruling, and who have a public relations word for what they do to a country. The line lands so hard because it is in Latin, written by a Roman senator, about the army his own father-in-law commanded, in a book praising that father-in-law. He does not withdraw it or soften it afterwards. Ancient writers were not usually able to see their own side from outside. Tacitus could, at least in flashes, and the habit is worth learning from. Scripture assumes the same double vision as a matter of course: the prophets denounce Israel more fiercely than they denounce anyone else, and the empires that punish Israel are themselves judged for their pride. Tacitus reaches the same discomfort by observation alone, and then has nowhere to take it, because for him there is no bench above Rome to appeal to.
(Q) "To robbery, slaughter, plunder, they give the lying name of empire; they make a solitude and call it peace." Source: Tacitus, Agricola 30 (Church and Brodribb translation). The last words of the speech Tacitus gives to the Caledonian leader Calgacus before the battle of Mons Graupius in AD 83 or 84. The Latin, solitudinem faciunt, pacem appellant, has been quoted against empires ever since, most of them Roman successors who read it in school.
(T4) The Jews worship one God who cannot be pictured, and Rome read the refusal of its images as contempt. Book five of the Histories opens the account of the Jewish war of AD 66 to 70 with a description of the people Rome was about to destroy, and most of it is a scrapbook of slanders that were already old: that the Jews were expelled from Egypt as carriers of disease, that they keep the sabbath out of laziness, that they worship the image of an ass. Tacitus prints these with a shrug, sometimes noting that others say otherwise. Then, without warning, he gets it right. He reports that the Jews conceive of God with the mind alone, as one, supreme, eternal, and incapable of being represented or of decaying, and that they therefore allow no images anywhere, not in their temples, not even of their kings. What he is describing, without knowing it, is the effect of the second commandment on a whole nation: the command that Israel make no carved image of God and bow to none. A Roman walked past painted gods at street corners all day long, and here was a people whose greatest building had nothing standing in the middle of it. All of that is accurate, in detail, sitting in a chapter otherwise full of nonsense. What he cannot do is see why it is admirable. To a Roman, honouring the emperor with a statue was ordinary good manners, and Tacitus registers the Jewish refusal as one more piece of their unsociability. He is a fair reporter of a thing he has decided in advance is contemptible, and a Christian reader gets from him something no Jewish or Christian source could supply: independent confirmation, from a hostile outsider, of exactly what Israel believed about God and images. Paul’s question stands over the whole chapter. What advantage has the Jew? "Much in every way. To begin with, the Jews were entrusted with the oracles of God" (Romans 3:1–2).
(Q) "The Egyptians worship many animals and images of monstrous form; the Jews have purely mental conceptions of Deity, as one in essence. They call those profane who make representations of God in human shape out of perishable materials. They believe that Being to be supreme and eternal, neither capable of representation, nor of decay." Source: Tacitus, Histories V.5 (Church and Brodribb translation). The sentence that follows is the complaint underneath the description: "This flattery is not paid to their kings, nor this honour to our Emperors." Pompey’s inspection of the temple in 63 BC, which Tacitus also reports a few chapters later, had found the holy of holies empty. The holy of holies was the innermost room of the temple, screened by a curtain, entered by one man once a year, and a Roman general walked in expecting to see at last whatever it was these people worshipped. He found no statue of anything. Tertullian would use that report against Tacitus himself.
(T5) Christ was executed by Pontius Pilatus under Tiberius, and the movement he began could not be put down. In July of AD 64 a fire started in the shops at the end of the Circus Maximus, the long chariot-racing track under the Palatine hill, and burned for the better part of a week. Much of the city went with it. Rumour said the emperor had ordered it himself. Nero tried prayers, public relief and rebuilding, and still the rumour would not die, so he looked about for somebody to blame. Tacitus is not writing about Christians. He is writing about Nero, and the Christians appear because Nero used them. That is precisely what makes the paragraph valuable. To explain who was being burned in the emperor’s gardens, he has to explain the name, and to explain the name he has to state, as a matter of public record, that a man called Christus was put to death by the Roman governor Pontius Pilatus during the reign of Tiberius. Luke had already dated the same events by the same officials (Luke 3:1), and Paul had reminded Timothy of the good confession Christ made "before Pontius Pilate" (1 Timothy 6:13). Now a Roman senator with access to the archives says it too, in a book written to praise nobody. He adds one more thing without meaning to. The execution, he says, checked the superstition only for a moment, and then it broke out again, first in Judaea and then in Rome itself. He offers no explanation for why a movement whose leader had been executed by the state should have grown after his death rather than dispersing. It is the central historical puzzle of Christian origins, stated by a hostile witness who does not notice that he has stated it.
(Q) "Christus, from whom the name had its origin, suffered the extreme penalty during the reign of Tiberius at the hands of one of our procurators, Pontius Pilatus, and a most mischievous superstition, thus checked for the moment, again broke out not only in Judaea, the first source of the evil, but even in Rome." Source: Tacitus, Annals XV.44 (Church and Brodribb translation). Written about AD 116, some eighty-five years after the crucifixion, by a former consul and proconsul with a senator’s access to the official records of the state. Pilate’s own title was prefect, an officer with soldiers under him, as the dedication stone dug up at Caesarea in 1961 shows. Tacitus calls him a procurator instead, a word that began as the emperor’s financial agent and had become, by the time Tacitus wrote, the standing title of whoever governed Judaea. Reaching for the current word when the old one is meant is the sort of small slip a man makes from habit, and it is not the sort a man makes when he is copying a Christian source.
(Q) "Mockery of every sort was added to their deaths. Covered with the skins of beasts, they were torn by dogs and perished, or were nailed to crosses, or were doomed to the flames and burnt, to serve as a nightly illumination, when daylight had expired." Source: Tacitus, Annals XV.44 (Church and Brodribb translation). He is describing the persecution that Christian tradition remembers as the one in which Peter and Paul died. What he says next is the strangest sentence in the paragraph: the crowds began to pity the victims, "for it was not, as it seemed, for the public good, but to glut one man’s cruelty, that they were being destroyed." Tacitus thinks the Christians deserved punishment. He also thinks what was done to them was an atrocity, and he says so.
What Christian Thinkers Made of Him
(†) One paragraph of his became the most cited piece of pagan evidence for the crucifixion. Take the sentence at exactly what it is worth, no more. It is not a witness to the resurrection, and Tacitus plainly did not believe in one. It does not prove that the Gospels are accurate about anything else. What it establishes is narrower and harder to argue with. - The date and the officials. A Roman with access to the state records, writing some eighty-five years after the event, places the execution under Tiberius and names the governor who ordered it, agreeing with Luke 3:1 and with the Caesarea inscription that turned up in 1961 bearing Pilate’s name. - The sentence. Supplicium, the "extreme penalty", is the ordinary Latin for a capital sentence carried out by a magistrate. Tacitus does not name the cross, but he does say that a Roman governor put this man to death, which is what the Gospels say about who killed Jesus and on whose authority. - The immediate aftermath. The movement did not stop when its founder was killed. It reached the capital of the empire within a generation, in numbers large enough to serve as scapegoats for a city fire. - The hostility of the source. He calls the faith a deadly superstition, calls Judaea the source of the evil, and thinks the Christians guilty of enough to deserve punishment. Nobody smuggled this in. The one textual wrinkle is worth knowing rather than hiding. In the eleventh-century manuscript that carries the passage, the word for the sect was first written chrestianos, and a later hand corrected the e to an i. That spelling was common in the ancient world, because Chrestus was a familiar Greek slave name, meaning useful or good, and Christus was not a name a Roman ear had ever heard. The same spelling turns up a few years later in Suetonius, the palace secretary who wrote the lives of the twelve Caesars. Tacitus himself writes Christus for the founder and says explicitly that Christians was what the crowd called them, so the misspelling is the crowd’s, not a sign that anything was tampered with.
(†) Christian writers read him closely, argued with him, and measured how much of him had been lost. Tertullian of Carthage, writing his Apology around AD 197, is the first Christian we can watch reading Tacitus, and he reads him the way an angry lawyer reads a hostile brief. The charge that Christians worshipped a donkey’s head came, he says, straight out of book five of the Histories, and he turns Tacitus against himself: the same author reports that Pompey entered the temple in Jerusalem and found no image there at all. Then he puns on the man’s name, since tacitus in Latin means silent: this is "the said Cornelius Tacitus (the very opposite of tacit in telling lies)" (Apology 16, Thelwall). Earlier in the same book, telling his pagan readers to look the persecutions up for themselves, he had written that they would find "Nero was the first who assailed with the imperial sword the Christian sect" (Apology 5), which is the same event from the same period, seen from the other side. Later Christians used him more calmly. Orosius, writing his history of the world in the fifth century at Augustine’s suggestion, names Cornelius Tacitus as a straight authority and quotes him, on the temple of Janus and on the numbers who died in the Jewish war. And Jerome, the scholar who gave the Latin church its Bible, mentions in a passing remark in his commentary on Zechariah that Cornelius Tacitus wrote the lives of the Caesars from the death of Augustus to the death of Domitian in thirty books. That single sentence is how anyone knows the size of the loss: thirty books were written, and rather less than half of them survives. There is also a quiet cross-check that runs the other way, and it is worth taking slowly. Tacitus says an "immense multitude" died in Nero’s gardens. Clement of Rome, writing to the church at Corinth around the end of the same century, sets beside Peter and Paul "a great multitude of the elect, who, having through envy endured many indignities and tortures, furnished us with a most excellent example," and then names Christian women who suffered "terrible and unspeakable torments" as "the Danaids and Dircae" (1 Clement 6, Roberts and Donaldson). Both of those names come out of Greek myth. Dirce was the Theban woman whom two young men tied to the horns of a bull and let it drag to death, and the Danaids were the sisters condemned in the underworld to pour water for ever into a jar that would not hold it. Many scholars read Clement’s phrase as a flat description of what was done in the gardens: executions staged in costume, each victim dressed as the figure whose death the crowd had come to watch. Two cautions belong with that reading, and they are why it is many scholars rather than all of them. The Greek of the passage is damaged, and some editors take the words another way. Clement never names the emperor either, so the persecution he has in mind is Nero’s by the usual reading rather than by his own statement. Taken at that weight, and not at any more, two writers with no interest in agreeing describe the same events, one from inside and one from outside.
(†) He survives because monks copied a man who had called their faith a deadly superstition. Every printed edition of the Annals and the Histories in the world descends from two books, and both were made in monasteries. The first six books of the Annals survive in one manuscript, copied about AD 850 in Germany, probably at the Benedictine abbey of Fulda, later kept at Corvey in Saxony, taken from that library in 1508 and eventually bought for Pope Leo X, who had it printed in 1515. The later books of the Annals and all that is left of the Histories survive in a second manuscript, written at Monte Cassino in the eleventh century in the cramped Beneventan hand, the local handwriting of southern Italy, so tightly packed and so full of its own letter shapes that readers from anywhere else found it slow going. Boccaccio, the author of the Decameron, had it by about 1370, the Florentine collector Niccolò Niccoli owned it by 1427, and the text was printed at Venice about 1470. The Agricola, the Germania and the Dialogue came down a third and even thinner line, from one German codex kept at Hersfeld, a codex being a bound book of the sort that had replaced the roll, which Italian scholars hunted down in the 1420s and which is now lost. Eight of its leaves, carrying the middle of the Agricola in a ninth-century hand, survive inside the Codex Aesinas, which sat unrecognised in a private library at Jesi until 1902. Sit with what that means. Some monk at Monte Cassino, working through a winter with cold hands, copied out the sentence calling Christianity a deadly superstition and the sentence about Christians burned as torches, and did not skip them, and did not improve them. The paragraph that gives Christians their best pagan witness to the crucifixion exists because Christians preserved the words of a man who despised them. It is one of the better arguments in history against the idea that the church only kept what flattered it.
(†) Where the gospel parts company with him: the gossip he never checked, the universe he could not decide about, and a hope left conditional. The gospel’s quarrel is with what he wrote, not with what later readers did with it. - He passed on gossip he had the means to check. Christians were "hated for their abominations", and the crime they were convicted of was "hatred against mankind" (Annals 15.44). He was a magistrate in the city where they met. He could have found out what they actually did on the first day of the week, and he did not think it worth the trouble. Peter had already written the answer for congregations living under exactly this: "Keep your conduct among the Gentiles honorable, so that when they speak against you as evildoers, they may see your good deeds and glorify God on the day of visitation" (1 Peter 2:12), and the accusation itself is nothing to be ashamed of (1 Peter 4:16). The charge of hating mankind was laid against people whose founder had told them to love their enemies (Matthew 5:44) and to do good to everyone (Galatians 6:10). - He did the same to the Jews. Book five of the Histories collects the ass in the sanctuary, the lepers driven out of Egypt, and the sabbath as idleness, and prints them beside his accurate report of Israel’s God (T4). He knew the difference between a rumour and a record when he was writing about senators. - He could not decide whether anything is governed at all. His most honest sentence about the universe suspends judgment between iron fate and blind chance, with no third option in view. Either a man’s life is fixed before he draws breath and his choosing is decoration, or nothing is fixed and the dice fall where they fall. He weighs the two, says he cannot tell, and moves on. The New Testament looks at the very execution he recorded and reads it as neither: Herod and Pilate and the crowds did exactly "whatever your hand and your plan had predestined to take place" (Acts 4:27–28), which is neither a machine grinding nor a coin falling but a purpose being carried out. - His best hope is a conditional clause. Closing the book on his father-in-law, he writes: "If there is any dwelling-place for the spirits of the just; if, as the wise believe, noble souls do not perish with the body, rest thou in peace" (Agricola 46). Two ifs, and then a beautiful sentence about memory instead of life. What he offers Agricola is being remembered. What Christ offers is described in the same grammar without the conditions: he "abolished death and brought life and immortality to light through the gospel" (2 Timothy 1:10). None of this makes him a bad witness. It makes him an unwilling one, which is a stronger thing to be. He wrote the most useful pagan sentence about Jesus that survives, and he wrote it in contempt.