This book describes an era any decent nation would be ashamed to remember – low, dishonest, prejudiced and corrupt. I had to stop halfway through before I committed murder.
With the end of the Ottoman Empire and the establishment of the British Mandates of Palestine and Mesopotamia out of its former territory, plus the countless millions of Muslims in India, Pakistan and Bangladesh, Britain became the largest Muslim Empire in the world. 'It would appear, therefore,' wrote Churchill, 'that we should initiate and steadily and consistently pursue a policy of friendship with Turkey and with the Arabs.'
That was the trouble with Churchill, he was all words.
There is a tendency with Catherwood and similar British authors I have read, to accept Britain’s right to direct the future of nations it knew nothing about and cared less, unless it was good for Britain. A bit like the Raj, Britain’s ‘jewel in the crown’ as Catherwood describes it, ‘the gigantic colony that accounted for so much of Britain’s prestige in the world’. A pity about the Indians.
Here are the French Prime Minister Clemenceau and David Lloyd George carving up the Middle East like two boys with a chocolate cake. Here is Churchill, exhibiting all the racial biases of his time and class, more worried about how much money The Empire was costing than the poor residents who had to put up with it.
Meanwhile, British and French troops were subduing their newly acquired Arab territories as brutally as they could. Regarding the Iraqi Revolt against British Colonial Rule in 1920, ‘It was essential to give those Arabs on the lower Euphrates a good lesson’ wrote the Chief of the Imperial General Staff Sir Henry Wilson. ‘Rebel tribesmen with comparatively primitive weapons were attacked from the air by the Royal Air Force.’ On 29th August 1920 Churchill wrote, ‘I think you should certainly proceed with the experimental work on gas bombs, especially mustard gas, which would inflict punishment on recalcitrant natives without inflicting grave injury upon them.’ Many hundreds of Iraqi rebels died in the attacks.
‘The rest of 1920 saw the British forces undertake all kinds of vicious reprisals – not just confiscating all the weapons the rebels had used, but also burning down villages and engaging in other actions that today we would regard as overly punitive if not downright barbaric.’
And what does Churchill do while all this is going on? Where does he go? On a couple of little holidays in the South of France. After all, ‘[we are] utterly sick of pouring out money and men on these newly acquired territories.’
Get the picture?