Mithridates VI Eupator, king of Pontus from 120 BCE, lived under permanent threat of poisoning, his own mother favoring his brother. His response, per Appian, Pliny, and Galen: investigate each poison's antidote, verify on condemned criminals, compound the survivors into mithridatium, and take a daily graduated dose prophylactically. The end is the documented irony: defeated by Pompey in 63 BCE, betrayed by his son, he attempted suicide by poison and failed, his own regimen having closed that exit; his bodyguard Bituitus finished the commission. Appian preserves his line: I have kept watch against all poisons taken with food, but not against the domestic poison, treachery of army, children, and friends.
The region's own bioweapon waited for the invader: the mad honey of Pontus, from rhododendron nectar, grayanotoxin, which Xenophon's Ten Thousand ate in 401 BCE, collapsing by the thousands on the march, and which Pompey's legions met again, local lore holding the hives were placed deliberately along the Roman route. The king who immunized himself ruled a land whose honey immunized no one. The archive's Pharmakon file notes the local economy of the same word: the nectar and the remedy, one valley.
The claim: mithridatism is the modern condition, populations dosed daily with graduated propaganda, outrage, and dread until immune to all of it, the desensitized public as the king, the feed as the regimen, and the failure mode identical: immunity to the poison is immunity to the warning, and the final threat arrives not in the cup but from the household. Verdict: the archive's psyop wing has the mechanism, this entry has the king's own verdict on where the real poison lives. He survived every assassin's pharmacy. The regimen worked perfectly. That is the warning.
If immunity is built from the poison itself, what is the modern self dosing on, and to survive what?