Saturday, 27 September 2014

The Germans in Poland

Take the points off those helmets, and this could easily be a scene from 1941 instead of 1914.

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Sunday, 21 September 2014

All tied up ...

This cartoon shows the German chancellor's dogs of war chewing over the bones of Europe. The Reichskanzler in question is Theobald von Bethmann Hollweg, who held the post from 1909 to 1917. Our cartoon shows Bethmann Hollweg in uniform. He was never in the army, but did wear a general's uniform while about his business in Berlin. Odd, to say the least, but in 1914 Germany, a military uniform of some description was apparently de rigeur if one was to be taken at all seriously.

Bethmannn Hollweg's diplomatic deceptions in 1914 helped lead Europe to war. (His attempts beforehand to butter-up the British had failed to convince.) Just as well the British spurned his advances, because his so-called "September Programme" of 1914 revealed truly aggressive expansionist plans in which a quick European war was to be followed by grandiose victory demands.

These were the annexation of Luxembourg, Belgium and parts of Northern France, including a generous slice of the Channel coast. A fine of ten billion Reichsmarks was to be levied on France, along with crippling war reparations. The French would be forced to disarm, and their economy would be henceforth controlled by Germany. In the east, a new German empire would be created from the westernmost parts of the Russian Empire, while German Africa would be formed from French colonies and the Belgian Congo, and positioned so as to rival British overseas possessions.

In the event things didn't quite turn out that way, even after Adolf Hitler tried and failed to implement the plan a second time.

In a very real sense, what we are accustomed to call World War Two, is in reality just World War One Part Two.

Sunday, 7 September 2014

Germans Cast Themselves in an Heroic Light.

While Edith Cavell was being shot and the rest of Belgium trampled under invading jack boots, the Germans were congratulating themselves on a job well done.

Once again, the man with the chicken on his head, Wilhelm II, is playing superhero. Here he is riding about, pinning iron crosses on wounded infantrymen while a Valkyrie looks on approvingly. According to Norse mythology, it was the Valkyries who were supposed to do the riding about.

The job of the virgin Valkyries was to choose among those who died in battle and bring the bravest to Valhalla. Most of the time Valkyries went about disguised as swans and, should a Valkyrie ever be spotted by a mortal without her disguise, then she herself would become mortal and could not re-enter Valhalla. So this one appears to be well and truly snookered, poor gal.

Can you believe that 100 years ago people actually fell for this preposterous rubbish?

Tuesday, 2 September 2014

Medals for the murdered nurse, Edith Cavell

Edith Cavell was a British nurse who was working in Belgium when the Great War began. When she helped allied soldiers to escape from German-occupied territory, the Germans took a dim view of it. She was tried by a military court and sentenced to be shot by firing squad.

She was then, with Teutonic inevitability, shot by firing squad. Well, by October 1915, the Germans had shot so many innocent people in Belgium that shooting a genuinely guilty one seemed quite reasonable. The rest of the world couldn't bring themselves to agree, and Germany took one more step towards pariah-dom.

The medal on the left of the picture is the Maidstone Medal, given Nurse Cavell for her service in helping to halt an outbreak of typhoid in Kent, the worst ever in Britain. The second medal Noble Readers will recognize from a previous blog as the French Legion d'honneur. The medal on the right is the Belgian Civic Cross First Class.

By the way, her name is usually mis-stressed - ca-VELL. It should be CA-vel, as in "travel."

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