from The National Ledger, October 10, 2005
A country
as arrogant as only a superpower can be, throwing its weight around at the whim of
a God-obsessed dimwit leader. Its military gets bogged down in a futile attempt
to impose incompatible values on a country it had no business occupying in the
first place, while back home, brave Not-in-Our-Namers echo correct-thinking
world punditry in denouncing their own country's criminal conceit. Come on, you
knew all along it was Spain we were talking about, didn’t you?
Spain, the original modern superpower. Around
the year 1580, before the world was even completely mapped, that country’s King
Philip II had become sole owner and operator of what some considered far too
many of its important bits. Following Spain's annexation of Portugal and its
colonial assets, all of Central and South America came under direct control of
Madrid, along with chunks of Italy, the Netherlands, North America, Asia and
Africa.
That concentration of power spawned a backlash of resentment, wholesale libel,
invective and vituperation that historians have dubbed “The Black Legend” and
you know, it was a lot like what the United States gets these days from the left-leaning
media that crack the dominatrix’s whip over public opinion in almost every
Western European country – not least of all in Spain.
Well, they ought to know. For centuries
vilifying Spaniards as lustful, bloodthirsty and intolerant was all the rage.
Basically, it was a vast Protestant conspiracy spearheaded by Holland, Britain,
Germany and of course, France, where conventional wisdom preached that “Tyranny
is as normal to the Spaniards as laughter is to a man.”
Spain had its Vietnam, a long and unsuccessful
military entanglement in the Low Countries under the Duke of Alba, who was blamed for a kind
of Abu Ghraib avant la lettre, the
torching of Antwerp in 1576. Long before the word genocide had been coined,
booksellers in London and Geneva churned out best-selling exposés of Spanish
iniquity such as the one promising ”a faithful
narrative of the horrid and unexampled massacres, butcheries, and all manner of
cruelties that hell and malice could invent” to liven up the extermination of
millions of Indians.
The cheesy stereotype of the Latin lover is the
after-image of the insatiable, moustache-twirling lecher of legend and if you
think American perceptions of Spain weren’t affected by all this, give a
thought to how the bad guys are depicted in Steven Spielberg’s Amistad. But why should Spaniards be hostile to the United States? Recall that America is the last foreign
country Spaniards fought a war with, in 1898. Not only did Spain lose big-time; it
had to watch helplessly as Washington stripped away its remaining colonies. No
wonder it raises hackles to hear that American forces are in Iraq so the Middle
East can be primed for democracy. Spaniards were told the same thing about
Puerto Rico, Cuba and the Philippines.
So the Black Legend is making a comeback
and this time Spaniards are helping it along I’d rather skip over the
gratuitous offensiveness (to human intelligence as well as to Washington) that
informs Socialist Prime Minister José Luis Rodriguez Zapatero’s foreign policy,
which is small potatoes compared to the sticking power of a libel enshrined in
a work of fiction. Thanks to the talents of Schiller and Verdi, Philip II
stands forever and falsely accused of having ordered the execution of his own
son, while Peter the Great of Russia, who actually did have his son killed and made no
bones about it, is considered one of history’s good guys.
But I don’t think anyone is going to make an
opera out of Pilar Urbano’s best-selling Jefe
Atta. Concocted from a skein of urban legends and conspiracy theories, plus
an expensively-researched “insider’s view” of the White House, Al Qaeda
training camps and other places she has never been to and imaginary
conversations (“Dick, I can’t allow a bunch of terrorists to scare the
President of the United States away from Washington,” etc.) It may convince
her readers they are getting the inside dope about the Sept 11 attacks:
namely, that the Pentagon fire was faked, scrambled F-16s shot down American
Airlines Flight 77, and a cabal of Texan plutocrats made a killing selling
short their holdings in airline, insurance and oil stocks as prelude and
pretext for the invasion of Iraq and take-over of the world’s petroleum supply.
Anti-war Americans are lavished with attention
by the Spanish media. Not just Michael Moore, Noam Chomsky and the usual
suspects. Try Gwyneth Paltrow. She’s guaranteed a good press because in her palmier days, she spent
a year studying in Spain, living with a Spanish family and loving every minute of it. Spaniards love her back when she goes
on about how she “simply can’t understand how 55 million people could vote for
[George W Bush]. It used to be friends would say, how can you have a president
like that, who’s done all this and that, who doesn’t want to abide by the Kyoto
Treaty and sends soldiers to die in Iraq. At least then I could answer ‘Right,
but he didn’t win legally [in 2000]’. Now, though, I just have to clench my teeth.”
Clench away, Gwynnie. The funny thing is that
the Spanish empire also had plenty of detractors from within whose dissenting
views got avid play abroad. The liberal establishment of Hapsburg Spain was
represented by Bartolomé de las Casas, the Dominican friar who dedicated his
life to campaigning for better treatment of the Indians – please note I did not
say “rights” as neither he nor his contemporaries would have understood what is
meant by the modern sense of the word. A one-man NGO, Las Casas wrote an
inflammatory book denouncing Spanish atrocities against the Indians that was
reprinted over 140 times between 1552 and 1800, all but a handful of editions
for circulation outside Spain.
Like modern-day spinmeisters, Fray Bartolomé
knew that a lie told in a good cause acquires enhanced credibility when cast in
numbers. So he insisted 30 to 50 million Indians were wiped on the island of
Hispaniola, as if somebody had actually counted them, but for there to have
been room for that many they would have had to be stacked in layers. The
combined present-day population of Haiti and the Dominican Republic is 16 million
and even at that it’s getting pretty
crowded.
Another area where role-reversal has
taken place is religion. Despite the Inquisition, however, Spaniards are
neither more or less intense in their religious beliefs and practices than
other peoples of the Mediterranean Catholic world and their knee-jerk
anti-clericalism has become a tributary trickling into the mainstream of
European secularism. Like their counterparts in France or Italy, Spaniards look
on with perplexed dismay at a country where the vast majority of people openly
proclaim their belief in God, and a fair number even go to church, and not just to
get married or buried or look at the pretty pictures.
Still and all, at least Spanish
anti-Americanism is not fuelled by resentment over being eclipsed as a
political and cultural powerhouse. Despite the revenge-crazed, ruffle-necked
Don Whozis of the Jacobean stage, anyone who knows the first thing about
Spaniards cannot possibly imagine them trying to lynch Americans because they
were beaten by them at rugby, as the French did during the 1924 Olympics. With
national self-esteem not endangered, it should be easier for both sides to
smooth out their disagreements.
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