Those in the war industry and the business of commemorating the dead have little time for peace, even as they supposedly celebrate it. For them, peace is the enemy as much as armed opposing combatants, if not more so. Brendan Nelson of the Australian War Memorial is every bit the propagandist in this regard, encased in armour of permanent reminder: do not forget the sacrifice; do not forget the slaughter. The issue is how war, not peace, is commemorated.
That theme was repeated, for the most part, in Paris on November 11. US President Donald Trump spoke of “our sacred obligation to memorialise our fallen heroes”. French President Emmanuel Macron marked the 100th anniversary of the Great War by having a dig at nationalism, calling it a “betrayal of patriotism” (is there a difference?). The nationalists, he warned, were getting busy, these “old demons coming back to wreak chaos and death”. The intellectuals (and here, he alluded to Julien Benda’s 1927 classic, La trahison des clercs) were at risk of capitulating.
But Macron, rather slyly, was hoping that the French obsession with universal values would somehow render his message less parochial: to be French was to be an internationalist, not a tunnel-visioned, rabid nationalist. The soldiers who perished in the Great War did so in the defence of France’s “universal values” in order to repudiate the “selfishness of nationals only looking after their own interests”. Much room for disagreement on that score, and Marine Le Pen would have been a suitable corrective.
The forgotten WWI peace movement
The peace activities of the Great War, asphyxiated, smothered and derided in texts and official narratives, are rarely discussed in the mass-marketed solemnity of commemorations.
These sceptics were the enlightened ones, scorned for not having the sense of fun that comes with joining battle and being butchered in the name of some vague patriotic sentiment. If human beings are animals at play, then play to the death, if need be — the rational ones were sidelined, persecuted and hounded. They are the party poopers.
Prior to the first shots of the guns of August in 1914, Europe had witnessed a slew of meetings and activities associated with the theme of peace. From 1889, pacifists were busy with Universal Peace Congresses, while the Inter-parliamentary Union made a stab at efforts and ideas to reduce national tensions. The Hague Peace Conferences of 1899 and 1907, with one scheduled to take place in 1915, suggested a certain sensibility, even as the military machinery of Europe was getting ominously more lethal. At the very least, the political classes were playing at peace.
The 1200 women who gathered at The Hague in 1915 as part of the Women’s International League for Peace and Freedom feature as sane, if forgotten, voices before the murderous machine truly got going. Their work involved attendees from 12 countries and the passing of 20 resolutions on war. They worked to convince those engaged in the murderous machine about the folly and were dismissed accordingly as cranks and nuisances.
The peace movement was sundered by the patriotic diseases that engulfed the continent, and such organisations as the International Peace Bureau failed to reach a consensus on how best to quell warring aggressions. In January 1915, its Berne meeting was characterised by division, best exemplified by a resolution denouncing Germany and Austria for egregious breaches of international law. The vote was divided evenly, and unity was destroyed.
Where are the momuments to peace?
While monuments to the war-makers and fallen soldiers dot the town squares of the combatant nations, lingering like morbid call cards for failed militarism, there are virtually none in the service of peace.
As Adam Hochschild sourly noted in 2014, those who refuse to fight or barrack for war are ignored by the commemorative classes. “America’s politicians still praise Iraq war veterans to the skies, but what senator has a kind word to say about the hundreds of thousands who marched and demonstrated before the invasion was even launched to try to stop our soldiers from risking their lives in the first place?”
The obscenity here is that conflict, most notably that of the First World War, was meant to be cathartic — a brief bit of masculine cleansing that would end by the arbitrarily designated time of Christmas. It was advertised as a picnic, a brief testosterone outing which would see men return intact. Foolishly, such figures as H.G. Wells saw it as “the war to end war”, so get it over and done with, minimal fuss and all. (To be fair to Wells, he found disgust and despair subsequently, reflecting upon this in The Bulpington of Blup in 1932.)
This was, truly, as the title of Margaret MacMillan’s work goes, the war that ended peace, and we should not forget the political and military classes, instrumental in dashing off soldiers to their death, who engineered it with coldness and ignorance. Foolishness and demagoguery tend to hold hands all too often, distant from that most moving sentiment expressed by the jailed US socialist activist and presidential candidate Eugene V. Debs. “I have no country to fight for; my country is the earth; and I am a citizen of the world.”
Dr. Binoy Kampmark was a Commonwealth Scholar at Selwyn College, Cambridge. He lectures at RMIT University, Melbourne.
There is a peace park in Tavistock Square London commemorating conscious objectors. We need such a thing in Oz. The “Anzac” memorial in Hyde Park Sydney was originally organised by women as a peace memorial. A couple of too robust naked female christ statues designed for the outside were never erected. (Too close to St Marys).
I did not know that Jack – do you have a reference or link?
It is rarely acknowledged what ‘cenotaph’ actually means – empty tomb, for the unknown/disregarded/irrelevant cannon fodder.
“In January 1915, [the International Peace Bureau’s] Berne meeting was characterised by division, best exemplified by a resolution denouncing Germany and Australia for egregious breaches of international law.”
This is news. Please tell more about Australia’s alleged role working with Germany to cause the Great War.
I assumed that was a typo for ‘Austria’.
Billy Hughes our then Prime Minister said.. I speak for sixty five thousand dead … Our current Prime Minister wasn’t game to leave the country and turned up at a cafe memorial in Melbourne fanning racism.. ffs..
I’ve no argument with the points made in this article, but I do find a notable omission that is distinctly ironic in an article about our failure to remember peace makers. Surely something might have been said about the Union of Democratic Control and its great leader E D Morel? If this is unfamiliar I recommend chapter 5 of ‘The Trouble Makers’ by the late A J P Taylor as a good introduction. In fact, I recommend the whole book.
This article, so different from those we get from all sides these days, has more of the spirit of post-WW1 disgust with war and needless death than a hundred “commemorations” around Australia every year.
World War I was truly a meaningless, stupid imperial war with no good or bad … well, not much good, anyway. The way contemporary Australia talks about the naive boys going off to fight, sacrificing themselves to fight for our freedom betrays an ignorance both profound and comprehensive.