What a strange education I had, or
so I think now on looking back. When I was a lad in New Zealand there were
still people referring to England (or Britain) as ‘Home’. My first primary school headmaster used to visit classes
occasionally to brandish a leather strap he referred to as his ‘medicine’, and
get us kids piping ‘Rule Britannia’ in our reedy little antipodean voices.
Having pupils memorise chunks of poetry was a popular pedagogical technique.
Alfred Lord Tennyson’s ‘Charge of the
Light Brigade’ added to our sense of belonging to an empire on which the
sun was still struggling to set, defended by men, any one of whom was worth ten
or twenty of any other race on earth, and capable, when the chips were down, of
staggering out into an Antarctic blizzard uttering a self-sacrificing epigram
in ringing tones.
British lion defends Ottoman 'turkey' against imperialist Russian bear |
Well, there was one line in that
immortal poem suggesting that ‘someone
had blundered’, but most of it was clearly written to perpetuate the myth
of men committed to facing, if necessary, overwhelming odds, and fighting or
dying in defence of Empire. I have checked again and found one reference to the
opposition – ‘Cossack and Russian’ –
but no explanation of what those noble Light Brigade horsemen actually hoped to
gain by charging into ‘the mouth of Hell’,
other than death and/or glory.
In fact, the famous charge was
little more than a futile sideshow in the Battle of Balaklava, the first major
engagement in the Crimean War (1853-56). One might even think the whole war
itself was a pretty questionable venture. I have no special reason to love
Russians, but I have some sympathy for their plight, locked up in the largest,
coldest most inhospitable and inaccessible land mass in the world. As the state
of Russia (centred on Moscow) expanded from 1500 CE, one of its main driving
forces was the need for access to warm water ports for shipping, trade and
military purposes – and sandy beaches for summer holidays. Check your atlas.
What would you have done if you were a Peter or a Catherine with Great
ambitions?
For the Russians, it was pretty
obvious that they had to have access to the Black Sea and if possible, a direct
route to the Aegean or the Mediterranean. This involved fighting and
conquering, or otherwise neutralising whoever was in the way – mostly Muslim
Crimean Tatars, Ottomans and Circassians. An important tool in the Russians’
box of strategies was the Orthodox Christian religion which they used to enlist
the support of allies, justify expansion and clear out unfriendly resistance.
Expansion as far as the Black Sea
was pretty much accomplished during the 18th century, culminating in
a victorious war against the Ottomans (1768-74). The Russian government
formally annexed Crimea (not just the peninsula in those days) in 1783.
Again, however, a glance at the map
will show that even possessing ports on the northern Black Sea coast doesn’t
circumvent all your problems from a Russian point-of-view. Your ships still
have to negotiate the Istanbul Bosporus and the Dardanelle Straits past the
hostile eyes and guns of your resentful Ottoman neighbours. Wouldn’t it be
nice to possess Constantinople/Istanbul itself, or drive a corridor through
eastern Anatolia, emerging down in the northeast corner of the Mediterranean
around the port of Alexandretta/Iskenderun? Of course both of these will
involve further wars with those pesky Ottomans – though by now, the middle of
the 19th century, they are not the fearsome military power they once
were.
Still, you need a pretext for
picking a fight, and what better than religion? How can good Christians allow
those heathen Turks to control the holy places where Christ suffered and died?
And there are Christian communities all through the region, Armenians and
Syrian Orthodox for example, clearly in need of protection from the oppression
and persecution of their Muslim overlords, never mind that they had all been
co-existing in relative peace and harmony for centuries. Well, that protection
idea caught on in Europe later, but at this stage, France and especially
Britain were not about to let the Russians control the eastern Mediterranean
and endanger their interests in that region and further afield in India. Hence
the Crimean War. Let’s get over there, was the plan, and help our dear Muslim
Ottoman friends defeat those dastardly Cossacks and Russians and keep them
bottled up in their frozen wastes.
Well, international treaties and
alliances make fragile bonds, and it wasn’t too many years before Britain and
France were joining forces to finally erase the Ottoman Empire from the
geo-political scene. Previously, however, in the 1850s and 60s, their
sympathies lay more with Muslim populations suffering genocide and expulsion as
a result of Russian expansion.
EGO | European
History Online has
this to say: ‘Taking
advantage of the favourable anti-Turkish sentiment, the Tzarist army conducted
a military offensive against the Ottoman Empire in 1877/1878 which ended with
the defeat of the Ottomans in the Balkans and the re-establishment of Russia in
the Black Sea. In the Russo-Turkish War, Russian and Bulgarian soldiers and francs-tireurs
killed 200,000–300,000 Muslims and about one million people were
displaced. After the war, more than half
a million Muslim refugees from the Russian Caucasus and the areas south of the
Danube, which were under Russian protection, were settled in the Ottoman
Empire.’ (Paragraph 3,
2014.03.10)
But who remembers that now? Apart
from the Crimean Tatars and the Circassians themselves, that is. As far as I am
aware, the XXII Winter Olympic Games in Sochi went off with little disruption
despite hopes held by the ex-patriate Circassian community of using the
occasion as a stage to draw the world’s attention to the above-mentioned ‘resettlement’. ‘The world’, sadly, for the
most part, doesn’t want to know. It's got enough problems of its own, and
anyway it’s hard to know which plaintive cries of genocide to take seriously
these days. Add to that the fact that most First World countries have ethnic
cleansing skeletons in their own historical closets, and you can see why they
are reluctant to risk their glass houses by throwing stones at each other.
Of course there has to be a certain
amount of posturing. Our local Istanbul newspaper published pictures of the US
destroyer Truxton steaming through the Bosphorus on its way to wave the Stars
and Stripes in the Black Sea. President Obama, according to reports, has been
having stern words over the phone with his Russian counterpart Vladimir Putin; and Republican
Presidential hopeful, Senator
Rand Paul says that ‘if he were President, he would take a harder stance against the
Russian President for his actions.’
The sad fact of the matter is
that it is extremely unlikely Russia will let Ukraine and Crimea go their own independent
way. About as likely as the United States handing Hawaii back to the native
Polynesians, or Texas back to Mexico. Probably the best Crimean nationalists
can hope for is more conciliatory gestures from Mother Russia along the lines
of renaming Stalingrad as Volgograd, recognising that the earlier name had bad
associations for locals who remember the mass expulsion of Crimean Tatars to
Siberia in 1944.
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