All the same we
take our chances
Laughed at by time
Tricked by
circumstances
Plus ca change
Plus c'est la meme chose
The more that
things change
The more they stay
the same
Maybe history wouldn't have to
repeat itself if we listened once in awhile.
The year is 1911; the place is Libya, Syria, Palestine; the
man is Muhammed Iz-al-Din al-Qassam. But
the story is just one of type: it has been repeated regularly both before and
since, in all regions of North Africa, the Middle East and Central Asia, by
many others.
I will add: there is one other difference. All of the violence fostered in 1911 was
local – local to the region, local to Palestine. Today, the blowback is not regionally
restricted; we read of events almost daily, mostly throughout Europe but also the
United States. London and Manchester are
merely the recent examples.
Otherwise, there is nothing new under today’s sun. If you find something different while reading
this story, please raise your hand.
In 1911, Italy invaded Libya and
al-Qassam declared a jihad, a holy war, against the infidel Catholics defiling
a Muslim nation.
At the time, al-Qassam was imam of a local mosque in
Haifa. He began collecting funds for the
Libyan resistance; he wrote a victory anthem; he recruited dozens of volunteers
who set out for Libya. All reasonable actions
to take if one was fending off an invasion of homeland, as was the case.
Yet, the Ottoman authorities turned his volunteers back –
not allowing them to continue to Libya.
After World War One, the entire region was “in the grip of
lawlessness…and everyone was fighting everyone else….” Also after World War One, Britain had the
Mandate from the League of Nations regarding Palestine; Britain also had the
complications of competing promises made to the local Arabs and to the Zionist
Jews. It was a recipe for conflict.
Somewhere around this time, al-Qassam was appointed to an
official position within the Supreme Muslim Council; using this position he
would go from village to village, encouraging people to organize terrorist
cells against the British and the Jews.
Fathers were proud of their “martyred” sons, those who
joined to fight against the British and the Jews. Neighbors would visit the home of a dead son,
offering, not condolences, but congratulations, to the parents. The parents would joyously accept such
sentiments.
In addition to human targets, these cells went after
symbolic targets: trees planted by the Jews; railroad tracks laid by the
British.
The popular and near spontaneous
outbreaks of violence, fostered by al-Qassam, were expressions of social
unrest, national rage, and the dark mood of a generation that had matured under
British rule.
In November, 1935, al-Qassam hid in the hills, along with
several men; it was felt at the time that if Jewish immigration continued,
Palestine’s future was “very black.”
Yes, rather. Especially for
Palestinian Arabs.
In the meantime, Mussolini invaded Ethiopia; Hitler and the
Nazis came to power in Germany, opening the benefit of more international
pressure supportive of bringing even more European Jews to Palestine. The conflict – both in Palestine and
throughout the region – was certain to escalate.
When al-Qassam died, thousands attended his funeral; it
turned into a mass demonstration of national unity. In death, his work had only begun.
What the Jewish community called “the
events” and the Arab community referred to as their “rebellion” began on April
19, 1936, in Jaffa, when nine Jews were murdered and four wounded.
The Arabs launched a war for their homeland.
Now the conflict between the two
peoples became a threat to the security of every individual, every day of the
week and every hour of the day; life was a routine of total horror.
Bombs, bullets, burned fields – every night before sleep and
after morning after awakening. Countless
thousands killed – including unknown thousands in inter-Arab violence. Throwing a grenade into a passenger train
full of Jews was considered heroes’ work.
The Arabs went on strike; Arab leaders were murdered by
Arabs, accused of collaborating with the British; family feuds were brought to
a head – charges taken to the British by one Arab brother against another
brother.
Many Arabs lost their lives at the
hands of other Arabs.
And many Arabs lost their lives at the hands of the British
and the Jews; many Jews lost their lives at the hands of the Arabs.
And, in the meantime, more Jews were coming. The British were seemingly impotent to offer
any meaningful solutions. British
officials in Palestine were sympathetic to the Arabs; those in London felt
otherwise.
Conclusion
If history repeats itself, and the
unexpected always happens, how incapable must Man be of learning from
experience.
This “unexpected” hasn’t gone on for over one hundred years
because political leaders are stupid, “incapable…of learning from experience.” When something like this is sustained – when the
same “mistakes” occur repeatedly – one might consider other reasons.
I will revisit my view for the reasons behind this ongoing
history in the coming days.