Monday, October 21, 2019

On Thuggish Little Men and the Toads Who Enable Them. . .


           By this time tomorrow, my country could be a very different place. I’m going to remain cautiously optimistic until the polls close, and then let reality do its dirty work.

           Looking around today’s world, it’s hard not to think about the 1930’s – thuggish little men winning power by appealing to the crowd’s baser instincts, promising simple solutions to complex problems and blaming everything on dehumanized scapegoats. It’s happening everywhere, and I can’t help noticing no one invokes Godwin’s Law anymore. Just as it’s impossible not to notice the historical parallels, it is important not to forget the historical lessons.  One of these must surely be not to overlook the spineless little men who enable the thuggish little men.
  

  
        Into this breach steps David Faber with his book Munich 1938, which will tell you everything you wanted to know about how Britain and France stabbed Czechoslovakia in the back and gift-wrapped the corpse for Hitler. I maintain it’s an important book, because if fighting a resurgent fascism is a complex issue, this will tell you most certainly how not to do it.    
  
          Don’t be Neville Chamberlain for a start.

  
          If anything, Munich shows that Chamberlain’s reputation as one of history’s biggest douche-bags is well-deserved, and probably generous. Reading this, many other descriptors will come to mind: Coward. Toady. Fool. Dim-wit. Weakling. Traitor. Adjectives may include gutless, naïve, dishonourable, spineless, authoritarian, shameless, and anti-Semitic. Yet these will only tell part of the story; the image of a fraidy-cat Chamberlain caving to Hitler is not just not new but something of a cliché. It’s not really accurate. It would appear more accurate to say that Chamberlain was, on the contrary, a strong-willed, determined, consistent, almost ruthless fighter for the fascist cause. Whether it was pushing the League of Nations to recognize the Italian conquest of Abyssinia, or pushing the English football team to give nazi salutes[i] in Berlin, or censoring anti-nazi news reports, or ignoring anti-Hitler dissidents in Germany, or ruthlessly pressuring Austria and Czechoslovakia to give into Hitler’s every demand, Neville Chamberlain bent over backwards to accommodate fascism at every turn. He was the best friend Hitler and Mussolini could have had.    
  
          After 437 exhausting pages of diplomatic minutiae, the dates and times of conferences and speeches to the House, meeting minutes, telegraphs, letters, newspaper headlines and memoires, backed up by sixty-six pages of notes, it’s difficult to know where to begin.  One gets a picture of a very stoic and strong man, who above all, wanted to work with Hitler. Not with France or Czechoslovakia, not with the anti-nazi elements within Germany, not with the US, nor with any democratic or freedom loving force, but with Hitler. We don’t get a picture of a coward who caved to Hitler, but a staunch advocate for Hitler’s interests. Not a fascist himself, as such, but one of those innumerable upper-class twerps so rife in the era, who thought fascism could be useful in preserving order. It’s grotesque.
    
        It’s not just the appeasement, but the apparent anxiousness to accommodate that is just so sickening. The infamous quotation “I go the impression that here was a man who could be relied upon when he had given his word.” must surely rank as one of the most laughable by any politician in history. Chamberlain was apparently in awe of Hitler, impressed, mesmerized and dominated by the Bohemian Corporal. He comes across as nothing so much as eager -to-please. Chamberlain swallowed German propaganda hook-line-and-sinker.  He ignored critics. He attacked domestic opponents more than foreign dictators. While willing to take Hitler on faith, he doubted people like the Czech foreign minister Jan Masaryk, who had the nerve to request a loan from Britain to deal with his country’s dismemberment. “It’s impossible to accept every statement made by Mr. Masaryk,” said the man who felt Hitler could be trusted.
         
           His toadies in Parliament are no better: Sir John Simon apparently thought the Czechs ought to have been grateful for being sold down the river: 

            It was not the case that Czechoslovakia had any legitimate grievance against us. . .          
             on the contrary,the position was that a world war had been averted and thereby                                             Czechoslovakia had been saved.

          These shitheads were utterly shameless. When the Mayor of London, Harry Twyford, started a fund to help Czech refugees, Chamberlain said he was “rather afraid that the opening of a Fund might have a bad effect on public opinion in Germany.” (italics mine). That’s right folks, mustn’t offend the Germans.
     
       This was the guy responsible for dealing with Hitler.

        It’s not just Chamberlain that comes off badly. The French had a defense treaty with Czechoslovakia, which, when push-came-to shove, they simply ignored. We’ve got guys like Sir. John Simon above. There’s Nancy Astor, who claimed all the Czech refugees were just Communists anyway and should be sent to Russia (Astor really was a character. She was so utterly wrong about everything; she’d be a laughable caricature if she didn’t sound like every FOX News commentator ever). We’ve got Sir John Neville Henderson, British ambassador to Germany, who prevented a formal warning being given to Germany. We’ve got Lord Beaverbrook, a shameless pro-nazi. We’ve got Sir. Robert Vansittart, undersecretary of the Foreign Office, who bent over backwards to accommodate the Sudetenland Germans. We’ve got the captain of the English football team. The entire British establishment (with a few honourable exceptions) come across as a parade of dolts, doing every possible thing wrong.
      
      One episode in particular stands out for me. It’s complicated, so pay attention.
On September 5, 1938, one of Chamberlain’s advisors, Sir. Horace Wilson, was visited by Thomas Kordt, counsellor at the German embassy. Kordt apparently told Henderson that there was a significant Opposition group within Germany, that there was

                          sufficient opposition to Hitler’s plans within the German Foreign Ministry and among 
                          senior generals, that ‘all was required of Britain and France was to remain firm and not 
                          give ground before the fury of Hitler’s diatribes’.

While all this nonsense was going on in Britain, things were afoot in Germany as well. No one (besides  hard-core nazis) was happy with Hitler’s plans for Czechoslovakia, and more than a few generals believed Germany wasn’t ready. General Beck wrote:

                   I feel it my duty to urgently ask that the Supreme Commander of the Armed Forces call                          off his preparations for war, and abandon the inention of solving the Czech question by                       force until the military situation is fundamentally changed. For the present I                                             consider it hopeless.
General Wilhelm Adam worried that Germany would be vulnerable to French attack if Czechoslovakia was invaded. “With the bulk of the army concentrated against Czechoslovakia, he would have only five active divisions at his disposal, and would be quickly overrun by the French.”

Taken together, what does this mean? Consider:
             1) German foreign ministers assure British authorities that Hitler’s full of shit.
             2) German generals think the French can take them out.
That is to say, there is evidence that the British and French were stronger than they thought, the Germans weaker, and that if stood firm, the Germans might have caved to them. What do we get instead? According to Faber:

“[Kordt’s] suggestion was so out of step with British policy at the time, no further action was 
                       taken or advice sought”.

In other words, nothing was done. Nothing, nothing, nothing.
Now, it’s possible that nothing would have come of it anyway – the aggravating part is that no one even tried to do anything with it. Chamberlain and his gang seemed to want Hitler to have his way. It is tantalizing in the extreme to wonder what would have happened if someone else had been in charge at that time.

It has been said that Britain wasn’t ready for war in 1938. But, as we see here, neither was Germany. In 1938, Germany did not have Czechoslovakia’s splendid factories at its disposal. The Czechs were ready and willing to fight. The Germans would have had to contend with the French before even starting on Poland. Who knows how things might have gone?
Of course, a lot of this actually depends on French as well as British willingness to go to war. The French could have overwelmed the Germans if they had been ready and willing to do so. But they weren’t. They’d already had one nasty war, they were in no mood for another thankyou very much.

There’s the rub. While the lesson of this whole episode might seem to be “never ever give in to fascism”, the implication seems to be that readiness for war is a necessary precondition for standing up to fascism. I confess, I am disturbed by this possibility. Appeasement at Munich was a huge justification for subsequent military adventures, from Vietnam to Iraq. I have to ask the horrible question: what if the war-mongers were correct?

  Before you start screaming and yelling, do remember that this is not my conclusion – only a thought, a what-if. I don’t think it’s ever wrong to ask a question. To this one, I might respond that every situation is different, and must be looked at on its own realities. Vietnam, Iraq, Afghanistan, Bosnia, Libya, Syria are not just recreations of Czechoslovakia, they are their own places with their own histories and their own politics and their own needs which are unique in history, and cannot be treated the same.

I might also throw in that our own condemnation of Chamberlain comes from hindsight, from knowing what it was impossible to have known back then. That most people’s experience of war had been the First World War, which had just happened, and was an absolutely unjust meat-grinder of a war. People could be forgiven if they were in no hurry to repeat it. And how were they to know that the Germans, who’d suffered just as badly, actually wanted to do it all over again? They wanted to avoid war - was it wrong to try?

No. I’d argue it wasn’t wrong to try for peace – it was wrong to trust Hitler. Chamberlain was not wrong to seek peace. He was wrong to cow-tow to Hitler, wrong to recognize Italian Abyssinia, wrong to make decisions on another country’s behalf. He didn’t have to be so sensitive to German public opinion. He could have considered Kordt’s advice. He didn’t have to go to war – he just needed to be ready to.

To take the analogy into the school yard, the solution to bullying isn’t to punch everyone you see. But stand firm when they come after you. The jellyfish approach never works, and neither does befriending the bully.
The a lesson for today in there somewhere.   


[i] To be fair, this was the Foreign Office, rather than him per se. But it was his foreign office.

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