CHAPTER VI

German propaganda and ethics--The unsuccessful "Holy War" and the

German Government--"The Holy War" a crime against civilisation, a

chimera, a farce--Underhand dealings--The German Embassy the dupe

of adventurers--The morality of German Press representatives--A

trusty servant of the German Embassy--Fine official distinctions of

morality--The German conception of the rights of individuals.

Now that we have given a rough sketch of the main events of the war

as it affected the economic life of the people, and have devoted a

chapter to that sinister crime, the Armenian persecutions, we shall

leave the Young Turks for a moment and turn to an examination of German

propaganda methods.

It is a very painful task for a German who does not profess to

be a "World Politician," but really thinks in terms of true

"world-politics," to deal with the many intrigues and machinations of

our Government in their relation to the so-called "Holy War" (Arab.

_Djihad_), where in their quest of a vain illusion they stooped to

the very lowest means. Practically all their hopes in that direction

have been sadly shattered. Their costly, unscrupulous, thoroughly

unmoral efforts against European civilisation in Mohammedan countries

have resulted in the terrific counter-stroke of the defection of the

Arabs and the foundation of a purely Arabian Chaliphate under English

protection. Thus England has already won a brilliant victory against

Germany and Turkey in spite of Gallipoli and Kut-el-Amara, although

it seems probable that even these will be wiped out by greater deeds

on the part of the Entente before long. One could not have a better

example of Germany's total inability to succeed in the sphere of

world-politics.

The so-called "Holy War," if it had succeeded, would have been one

of the greatest crimes against human civilisation that even Germany

has on her conscience, remembering as we do her recent ruthless

"frightfulness" at sea, and her attempt to set Mexico and the Japanese

against the land of most modern civilisation and of greatest liberty.

A successful "Djihad" spreading to all the lands of Islam would have

set back by years all that civilisation so patiently and so painfully

won; it would not have been at all comparable with the Entente's use

of coloured troops in Europe which Germany deprecated so loudly, for

in the Holy War it would have been a case of letting the wildest

fanaticism loose against the armies of law and order and civilisation;

in the case of the Entente it was part of a purely military action

on the part of England and France, who held under their sway all the

inhabitants, coloured and otherwise, of those Colonial regions from

which troops were sent to Europe and to which they will return.

But the attempt against colonial civilisation did not succeed. The

"Djihad," proclaimed as it was by the Turanian pseudo-Chaliph and

violently anti-Entente, was doomed to failure from the very start

from its obvious artificiality. It was a miserable farce, or rather a

tragicomedy, the present ending of which, namely the defection of the

Arabian Chaliphate, is the direct contrary of what had been aimed at

with such fanatical urgency and the use of such immoral propaganda.

The attempt to "unloose" the Holy War was due primarily to the most

absurd illusions. It would seem that in Germany, the land of science,

the home of so many eminent doctors of research, even the scholars

have been attacked by that disease of being dazzled by wild political

illusions, or surely, knowing the countries of Islam outside-in as they

must, they would long ago have raised their voices against such arrant

folly. It would seem that all her inherent knowledge, all her studies,

have been of little or no avail to Germany, so that mistake after

mistake has been committed in the realm of world politics. It may be

said that Germany, even if she were doubtful of the issue, should still

not have left untried this means of crippling her opponents. To that

I can only reply by pointing to the actual position of affairs, well

known to Germany, not only in English, but also in French and Russian

Islamic colonial territory, which should have rendered the "Djihad"

entirely and absolutely out of the question.

Let us take for example Egypt, French North-West Africa, and Russian

Turkestan, not to speak of the masterly English colonial rule in

India, which has now been tested and tried for centuries. Anyone who

has ever seen Egypt with the area under culture practically doubled

under modern English rule by the help of every kind of technical

contrivance for the betterment of existing conditions, and the skilful

utilisation of all available means at an expense of millions of pounds,

with its needy population given an opportunity to earn a living wage

and even wealth through a lucrative cultivation of the land under

conditions that are a paradise compared with what they were under the

Turkish rule of extortion and despotism--anyone who has seen that

must have looked from the very beginning with a very doubtful eye on

Germany's and Turkey's illusions of stirring up these well-doing people

against their rulers.

The same thing occurs again in the extended territory of North-West

Africa from the Atlas lands to the Guinea coast and Lake Chad, where

France, as I know from personal experience, stands on a high level

of colonial excellence, developing all the resources of the country

with consummate skill, shaping her "_empire colonial_" more and more

into a shining gem in the crown of colonial endeavour, and, as I

can testify from my own observations in Morocco, Senegal, the Niger,

and the Interior of the Guinea territories of the "A.O.F." (Afrique

Occidentale Française), capturing the hearts of the whole population by

her essential culture, and, last but not least, winning the Mohammedans

by her clever Islam policy.

That, finally, Russia, at any rate from the psychological standpoint,

is perhaps the best coloniser of Further Asia, even German textbooks

on colonial policy admit unreservedly, and the glowing conditions that

she has brought about especially in the basin of Ferghana in Turkestan

by the introduction of the flourishing and lucrative business of

cotton-growing are known to everyone. Only politicians of the most

wildly fantastic type, who see everywhere what they want to see, could

believe that in this war the Turkish "Turanistic" bait would ever have

any effect in Russian Central Asia, or make its inhabitants now living

in security, peace, and well-being wish back again the conditions

which prevailed under the Emirs of Samarkand, Khiva, and Bokhara. But

Germany, who should have been well informed if anyone was, believed

all these fantastic impossibilities.

One could let it pass with a slight feeling of irritation against

Germany if it were merely a case of the failure of the "Djihad."

But unfortunately the propaganda, as stupid as it was unsuccessful,

exercised in this connection, will be written down for all time as one

of the blackest and most despicable marks against Germany's account in

this war. In Turkey alone, the underhand manipulation for the unloosing

of the "Holy War" and the German Press propaganda so closely allied

with it, indeed the whole way in which the German cause in the East

was represented journalistically throughout the war, are subjects full

of the saddest, most biting irony, to sympathise with which must lower

every German who has lived in the Turkish capital in the eyes of the

whole civilised world.

In order to demonstrate the rôle played in this affair by the German

Embassy at Constantinople I will not make an exhaustive survey but

simply confine myself to a few episodes and outstanding features. An

eminent German Red Cross doctor, clear-sighted and reliable, who had

many tales to tell of what he had seen in the "Caucasus" campaign,

said to me one evening, as we sat together at a promenade concert:

"Do you see that man in Prussian major's uniform going past? I met

him twice in Erzerum last winter. The man was nothing but an employee

in a merchant's business in Baku, and had learnt Russian there. He

has never done military service. When war broke out, he hurried to

the Embassy in Pera and offered his services to stir up the Georgians

and other peoples of the Caucasus against Russia. Of course he got

full powers to do what he wanted, and guns and ammunition and piles

of propaganda pamphlets were placed at his disposal so that he might

carry on his work from the frontier of the then still neutral Turkey.

Whole chests full of good gold coins were sent to him to be distributed

confidentially for propaganda purposes; of course he was his own most

confidential friend! He went back to Erzerum without having won a

single soul for the cause of the 'Djihad.' That has not prevented his

living as a 'grand seigneur,' for the Embassy are not yet daunted,

and now the fellow struts about in a major's uniform, lent to him,

although he has never been a soldier, so that the cause may gain still

more prestige."

Numerous examples of similar measures might be cited, and instances

without number given, of the German Embassy being made the dupe of

greedy adventurers who treated them as an inexhaustible source of gold.

First one would appear on the scene who announced himself as the one

man to cope with Afghanistan, then another would come along on his way

to Persia and play the great man "on a special mission" for a time in

Pera while money belonging to the German Empire would find its way into

all sorts of low haunts. And so things went on for two years until,

with the Arabian catastrophe, even the eyes of the great diplomatic

optimists of Ayas-Pasha might have been opened.

I will only mention here how even a _bona fide_ connoisseur of the East

like Baron von Oppenheim, who had already made tours of considerable

value for research purposes right across the Arabian Peninsula, and so

should have known better than to share these false illusions, doled

out thousands of marks from his own pocket--and millions from the

Treasury!--to stir up the tribes to take part in the "Djihad," and how

he returned to Pera from his propaganda tour with a real Bedouin beard,

and, still unabashed, took over the control of the German Embassy's

"News Bureau," which kept up these much-derided war telegraph and

picture offices known in Pera and elsewhere by the non-German populace

as _sacs de mensonges_, and which flooded the whole of the East with

waggon loads of pamphlets in every conceivable tongue--in fact these,

with guns and ammunition, formed the chief load of the bi-weekly

"culture-bringing" Balkan train!

I will only cite the one example of the far-famed Mario Passarge--a

real _Apache_ to look at. With his friend Frobenius, the ethnographer

and German agent, well known to me personally from French West

Africa for his liking for absinthe and negro women and his Teutonic

brusqueness emphasised in comparison with the kindly, helpful French

officials, as well as by hearsay from many scandalous tales, Passarge

undertook that disastrous expedition to the Abyssinians which failed

so lamentably owing to the Italians, and then after its collapse

came to Turkey as special correspondent of the _Vossische Zeitung_

and managed to swindle his way through Macedonia with a false Italian

passport to Greece, where he wrote sensational reports for his

wonderful newspaper about the atrocities and low morale of Sarrail's

army--the same newspaper that had made itself the laughing-stock of the

whole of Europe, and at the same time had managed to get the German

Government to pursue for two years the shadow of a separate peace with

Russia, by publishing a marvellous series of "Special Reports via

Stockholm," on conditions in Russia that were nothing but a tissue of

lies inspired by blind Jewish hate; if a tithe of them had been true,

Russia would have gone under long ago.

I need not repeat my own opinion on all the machinations of the German

Embassy, but I will simply give you word for word what a German Press

agent in Constantinople (I will mention no names) once said to me:

"It is unbelievable," he declared, "what a mob of low characters

frequent the German Embassy now. The scum of the earth, people who

would never have dared before the war to have been seen on the

pavements of Ayas-Pasha, have now free entry. Any day you can see

some doubtful-looking character accosting the porter at the Embassy,

whispering something in his ear, and then being ushered down the steps

to where the propaganda department, the news bureau, has its quarters.

There he gives wonderful assurances of what he can do, and promises to

stir up some Mohammedan people for the "Djihad." Then he waits a while

in the ante-room, and is finally received by the authorities; but the

next time he comes to the Embassy he walks in through the well-carpeted

main entrance, and requests an audience with the Ambassador or other

high official, and we soon find him comfortably equipped and setting

off on a 'special mission' as the confidential servant of the German

Embassy." But even the recognition of these truths has not prevented

this journalist from eating from the crib of the German Embassy!

I cannot leave this disagreeable subject without making some mention

of a type that does more than anything to throw light on the morale of

this German propaganda. Everyone in Constantinople knows--or rather

knew, for he has now feathered his nest comfortably and departed to

Germany with his money--Mehmed Zekki "Bey," the publisher and chief

editor of the military paper _Die Nationalverteidigung_ and its

counterpart _La Défense_, published daily in French but representative

of Young Turkish-German interests. Hundreds of those who know Zekki

also know that he used to be called "Capitaine Nelken y Waldberg."

Fewer know that "Nelken" alone would have been more in accordance with

fact.

I will relate the history of this individual, as I know it from the

mouths of reliable informants--the members of the Embassy and the

Consulate. Nelken, a Roumanian Jew, a shopkeeper by trade, had been

several times in prison for bankruptcy and fraud, and at last fled from

Roumania. He took refuge in the Turkish capital, where he continued

his business and married a Greek wife. Here again he became bankrupt,

as is only too clear from the public notice of restoration in the

Constantinople newspapers, when his lucrative political activity as the

champion of Krupp's, of the German cause and "the holy German war,"

as much a purely pan-Germanic as Islamic affair, provided him with the

wherewithal to pay off his former disreputable debts.

To go back to his history--with money won by fraud in his pocket, he

deserted his wife and went off, no doubt having made a thorough and

most professional study of the subject in the low haunts of Pera,

as a white-slave trader to the Argentine, and then--I rely for my

information on an official of the German Consulate in Pera--set up as

proprietor of a brothel in Buenos Ayres. Then, as often happens, the

Argentine special police took him into their service, thinking, on the

principle of "setting a thief to catch a thief," that he would have

special experience for the post. Grounds enough there for him to add

on the second name of his falsified passport "Nelken y Waldberg" and

to call himself in Europe a "Capitaine de la Gendarmerie" from the

Argentine.

From there he went to Cairo and edited a little private paper called

_Les Petites Nouvelles Egyptiennes_. For repeated extortion he was

sentenced to one year's imprisonment, but unfortunately only _in

contumaciam_, for he had already fled the country, not, however,

before he had been publicly smacked on the face in the "Flasch"

beer garden without offering satisfaction as an "Argentine General"

should--a performance that was later repeated in every detail in

Toklian's Restaurant in Constantinople.

He told me once that he had been sentenced in this way because, on

an understanding with the then German Diplomatic Agent in Cairo, von

Miquel, he had attacked Lord Cromer's policy sharply, and that his

patron von Miquel had given him the timely hint to leave Egypt. I

will leave it to one's imagination to discover how much truth there

was in this former brothel-keeper's connection with official German

"world-politics" and high diplomacy. From what I have seen personally

since, I believe that Zekki, alias Nelken, was probably speaking the

truth in this case, although it is certainly a fact that in German

circles in Cairo at that time ordinary extortion was recognised as

being punishable by imprisonment for a considerable length of time.

Nelken then returned to Constantinople and devoted himself with

unflagging energy to his previous business of agent. He turned to

the Islamic faith and became a citizen of the Ottoman Empire because

he found it more profitable so to do, and could thus escape from his

former liabilities. Then in spite of lack of means, he managed to found

a military newspaper, which, however, soon petered out. Nelken became

Mehmed Zekki and a journalist, and of course called himself "Bey."

Up to this point the history of this individual is nothing but a

characteristic extract from life as it is lived by hundreds of rogues

in the East. But now we come to something which is almost unbelievable

and which leads me to give credence to his version of his relations

with von Miquel, which after all only shows more clearly than ever that

German "world-politics" are not above making use of the scum of the

earth for their intrigues. In full knowledge of this man's whole black

past--as Dr. Weber of the German Embassy himself told me--the German

Embassy with the sanction of the Imperial Government (this I know from

letters Zekki showed me in great glee from the Foreign Office and the

War Office) appointed this fellow, whom all Pera said they would not

touch with gloves on or with the tongs, to be their confidential agent

with a large monthly honorarium and to become a pillar of "the German

cause" in the East. And it could not even be said in extenuation that

the man had any great desire or any wonderful vocation to represent

Germany, for--as the Embassy official said to me--"We knew that Zekki

was a dangerous character and rather inclined to the Entente at the

outbreak of war, so we decided to win him over by giving him a salary

rather than drive him into the enemy's camp." So it simply comes to

this, that Germany buys a bankrupt, a blackmailer, a procurer, a

brothel-keeper with cash to fight her "Holy War" for her!

As publisher of the _Défense_ Zekki received a large salary from

Germany, one from Austria, afterwards cut down not from any excess of

moral sense, but simply from excess of economy, and a very considerable

sum from Krupp's. As representative of German interests he did all he

could to propitiate the Young Turks by the most fulsome flattery, and

more recently he was pushing hard to get on the Committee of Union and

Progress. But the Turks jibbed at what the German Embassy had brought

on themselves--seeing Zekki "Bey" moving about their sacred halls with

the most imposing nonchalance and condescension. Zekki himself once

complained to me bitterly that in spite of his having presented Enver

Pasha with a valuable clock worth eighty Turkish pounds which Enver

had accepted with pleasure, he would not even answer a written request

from Zekki craving an audience with him. (This, incidentally, is a most

excellent example of the working of Enver's mind, a megalomaniac as

greedy as he was proud.)

The military director of the Turkish Press said to me once: "We

are only waiting for the first 'gaffe' in his paper to get this

filthy creature hunted out of his lair," and one day when through

carelessness a small uncensored and really quite harmless military

notice appeared in print (everything is submitted to the censor),

the Turkish Government gave it short shrift indeed, and banned _sine

die_ this "Ottoman" paper which lived by Krupp and the German trade

advertisements, and had become an advocate of the German Embassy,

because it was paid in good solid cash for it. The paper was replaced

by a new one in Turkish hands, called _Le Soir_.

I could go on talking for ages from most intimate personal knowledge

about this man, superb in his own way. His doings were not without

a certain comic side which amused while it aggravated one. I could

mention, for example, his great lawsuit in Germany in 1916, in which he

brought an accusation of libel against some German who had called him a

blackmailer and a criminal who had been repeatedly punished. He managed

to win the lawsuit--that is, the defenders had to pay a fine of twenty

marks, because the evidence brought against Zekki could not be followed

up to Egypt on account of England's supremacy on the sea, and also no

doubt because the interests of Krupp and the German Embassy could not

have this cherished blossom of German propaganda disturbed! So for him

at any rate the lack of "freedom of the seas" he had so often raged

about in his leading articles was a very appreciable advantage.

The last time I remember seeing the man he was engaged in an earnest

_tête-à-tête_ about the propagation of German political interests by

means of arms with the Nationalist Reichstag deputy, Dr. Streesemann, a

representative of the German heavy goods trade and of German jingoism

who had hastened to Constantinople for the furtherance of German

culture. Most significantly, no doubt in remembrance of his days in

Buenos Ayres, Zekki had chosen for this interview the most private room

of the Hôtel Moderne, a pension with a bar where sect could be had;

and the worthy representative of the German people, probably nothing

loth to have a change from his eternal "Pan-German" diet, accepted his

invitation with alacrity. I followed the two gentlemen to make my own

investigations, and I certainly got as much amusement, although in a

different sense, as one usually does in such haunts. It was really

most entertaining to watch Nelken the ex-Jew and Young Turk, with his

fez on his head, nodding jovially to all the German officers at the

neighbouring tables, and settling the affairs of the realm with this

Pan-German representative of the people.

I trust my readers will forgive me if, in spite of the distaste I

feel at having to write this unsavoury chapter about German Press

representatives and those in high diplomatic authority who commission

them, I relate one more episode of a like character before I close.

One of these writers employed in the service of the German Embassy had

done one of his female employees an injury which cannot be repeated

here. His colleague--out of professional jealousy, the other said--gave

evidence against him under oath at the German Consulate, and the other

brought a charge of perjury against him. The German Consulate, in order

not to lose such a trusty champion of the German cause for a trifle

like the wounded honour of a mere woman--an Armenian to boot!--simply

suppressed the whole case, although all Pera was speaking about it.

Against this we have the case later on of a German journalist, most

jealous of German interests, who had a highly important document

stolen out of his desk with false keys by one of his clerks in the pay

of the Young Turkish Committee. The document was the copy of a very

confidential report addressed to high official quarters in Germany, in

which there were some rather more uncomplimentary remarks about Enver

and Talaat than appeared in the version for public consumption. An

Embassy less notoriously cowardly than the German one would simply have

shielded their man in consideration of the fact that the report was

never meant for publication and of the reprehensible way it had been

stolen and made public. But our chicken-hearted diplomats allowed him

to be dismissed in disgrace by the Turks, and so practically gave their

official sanction to the meanest Oriental methods of espionage.

I have, however, now come to the conclusion from information I have

received that German cowardice in this case probably had a background

of hypocrisy and malice, for this same journalist had spoken with

remarkable freedom, not indeed as a pro-Englander, but in contrast

to German and Turkish narrow-mindedness, of how well he had been

treated by the English authorities, and particularly General Maxwell

in the exercise of his profession in Cairo, where he had been allowed

for fully five weeks, after the outbreak of war, to edit a German

newspaper. (I have seen the numbers myself and wondered at the almost

incredible liberality of the English censorship.) Instead of being sent

to Malta he had been treated most fairly and kindly and given every

opportunity to get away safely to Syria. Of course the narration of

events like these were rather out of place in our "God Punish England"

time, and it was no doubt on account of this, apart from all cowardice,

that the German Embassy made their fine distinctions between personal

and political morality in the case of their Press representative.

We have spoken of German propaganda for the "Holy War," as carried

out by individuals as well as by pamphlets and the Press. The Turkish

capital saw a very appreciable amount of this in the shape of wandering

adventurers and printed paper. Several thousand Algerian, Tunisian,

French West African, Russian Tartar, and Turkestan prisoners of war

of Mohammedan religion from the German internment camps were kept for

weeks in Pera and urged by the German Government in defiance of all the

laws of the peoples to join the "Djihad" against their own rulers.

They were told that they would have the great honour of being

presented to the Caliph in Stamboul; as devout Mohammedans they could

of course not find much to object to in that. A wonderfully attractive

picture was painted for them of the delights of settling in the

flourishing lands of the East, and living free of expense instead of

starving in prison under the rod of German non-commissioned officers

till the far-distant conclusion of peace. One can well imagine how such

marvellous conjuring tricks would appeal to these poor fellows.

They have repeatedly told me that they had been promised to be allowed

to settle in Turkey without any mention being made of using them

again as soldiers. But once on the way to Constantinople there was no

further question of asking them what their opinion was of what was

being done to them. They were simply treated as Turkish voluntary

soldiers and sent off to the Front, to Armenia, and the Irak. How far

they were used as real front-line soldiers or in service behind the

lines I do not know; what I do know is that they left Constantinople

in as great numbers as they came from Germany, armed with rifles and

fully equipped for service in the field. One can therefore guess how

many of them became "settlers" as they had been promised. Several days

running in the early summer of 1916 I saw them being marched off in

the direction of the Haidar-Pasha station on the Anatolian Railway.

They were headed by a Turkish band, but on not one single face of all

these serried ranks did I see the slightest spark of enthusiasm, and

the German soldiers and officers escorting each separate section were

not exactly calculated to leave the impression with the public that

these were zealots fighting voluntarily for their faith who could not

get fast enough out to the Front to be shot or hanged by their former

masters!

In her system of recruiting in the newly founded kingdom of Poland,

Germany demonstrated even more clearly of what she was capable in this

direction.

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