For school holidays my
brother and I had to catch a plane to Cyprus between 1970-1972. This was Cyprus pre-Turkish invasion of 1974:
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cyprus
Being
10-12 years old at the time, the politics of the country completely passed me
by. What I do remember, however, is that on the island the two communities were
not very integrated. The Turkish Cypriots were very much in the minority and
were, generally speaking, the poorer citizens. You knew whenever you were
travelling though a Turkish village because the road suddenly got very bumpy.
The politics grumbles on today – the country is still split in two – Turks to
the north, Greeks to the south. Back safely in England by 1974, I remember news
reports of Turkish troops parachuting in, and of thousands of displaced Greeks
moving south. This was the first time in my life that it dawned on me that
things weren’t all so plain-sailingly ordered, predictable and comfortable in
the world around me. Volatility was but a blink of an eye away.
Still, it was the early seventies, almost thirty years
since the end of the Second World War, and in the grand scheme of things all was
pretty fine, peace-wise and stability-wise in
And a Cold War had been raging since the forties. This
was a superpower stand-off (Russia
versus USA
and their allies/colonies. Communism versus Capitalism) that led to espionage,
intrigue and paranoia on both sides. But it wasn’t all cold. For starters, it
led to the Korean War of 1950-53. Taken from the Japanese in World War II, in
1945 Korea
was split at the 38th parallel. Russia
had the North, America
the South. Good idea lads. Kim Il-Sung was Moscow ’s puppet then and, yes, that’s his
Stalinist nutter of a grandson there today. After general (and increasingly
violent) border skirmishing the North invaded, and this led to a two-year
tit-for-tat war which ended in stalemate after American and British (and
Commonwealth) forces joined in to aid the South and the Chinese intervened to
help the North. Negotiations to end the war dragged on for two years, partly
because thousands of North Korean prisoners didn’t want to go home:
‘While the communist negotiators were adamant that all
were to be returned to their country of origin, thousands of prisoners were
unwilling to be repatriated. There were several great mutinies in the Koje
camps before a satisfactory formula enabled those who wished to be repatriated
to go home and for asylum to be granted to those who wished otherwise.’
(BBC.co.uk)Vietnam war statistics are horrifying, but this war is often forgotten. American estimates of Korean War deaths are 215,000 North Korean; 400,000 Chinese (including Mao’s son); 46,000 South Korean and 40,000 American. Hundreds of thousands were wounded. British and Commonwealth figures are 1,078 killed in action, 2,674 wounded and 1,060 missing or taken prisoner. Horrendous figures considering this war lasted less than two years.
Next up was the Cold War incident that brought the world
to the brink of disaster – the Cuban Missile crisis of October 1962. The
Russians had only gone and erected a load of nuclear missiles in Communist
Cuba. This may have been ok if, as the Russian leader Kruschev declared, they were defensive weapons.
But aerial photography clearly showed that they were in fact offensive. The
Russians were lying. Cue American panic, and thirteen days of tense, nervous
debate and negotiation before agreement was finally reached and the Russians
dismantled the missiles. The Russians did have a point though, as their actions
were in response to the deployment of missiles in the U.K. , Italy
and Turkey
– missiles that could easily reach Russian land.
Going back to before the Balkan debacle, to 1989,
Communist Eastern Europe would collapse and loads of new countries emerge from
the shackles of totalitarianism – events that changed the world albeit with surprisingly
little loss of life. This was partly due to the fact that the Russian President
at the time, Mikhail Gorbachev, saw the writing on the wall and initiated
reforms known as ‘perestroika’ (reconstruction) in 1986. This was swiftly
followed by a policy of ‘glasnost’ (openness) in 1988. These policies
unintentionally led to the collapse of the Russian Communist Empire – the Union
of Soviet Socialist Republics (USSR), and therefore heralded the end of the
Cold War.
These momentous events began in By the end of 1991 the
By 1992 Albania and Yugoslavia had also decided against The Red Flag and the latter nation eventually split into six separate countries (Bosnia-Herzegovina, Croatia, Slovenia, Macedonia, Serbia and Montenegro), whilst Czechoslovakia split into two – The Czech Republic and Slovakia.
In 1990 one country disappeared –
Considering that this was a maelstrom of
transmogrification (get that!) it was incredible that Romania was the
only former Soviet-controlled country to overthrow its regime violently. This
just goes to show how unpopular these regimes were, how the whole phenomenon
was like a powder keg, and just how much most of these populations wanted
freedom and democracy. You reap what you sow. Nicolae Ceacescu was head of
state of Romania
from 1967-1989. Moderate and reforming at first (and friendly to the west), his
rule became increasingly dictatorial and Stalinist. By definition this meant
that he was in common with other national leaders who became self-important,
adrift from reality and delusional, developing ‘personality-cults’ and thin,
superficial veneers of normality and contentment. Peel under the surface and
you’ll find rot and decay; poverty and cruelness; destruction and oppression.
After a two hour show trial on Christmas Day, 1989,
Ceacescu and his wife Elena had their hands ties behind their backs and were executed
by their own elite paratroopers. Ironically, two weeks later, on the 7th
January 1990, capital punishment was abolished in
Globally, Communism was also abolished in Cambodia , Ethiopia ,
South Yemen and Mongolia .
However, protests in Tiananmen
Square , Beijing ,
were brutally repressed.
How many Communist countries does that leave left in the
world today? The list may depend on the definition of Communism, but may
include China since Mao’s ‘Long March’ resulted in victory by 1949 (run by the
Communist Party of China); Cuba since Castro’s 1959 revolution (Communist Party
of Cuba); Vietnam since 1954 (Communist Party of Vietnam) and Laos since a 1975 revolution (Lao People’s
Revolutionary Party). North Korea, you’d think, is a bona fide Communist state.
Well, it is a perfect example of a Totalitarian state apart from the fact that
it has removed all Marxist-Leninist references from its constitution and
government, a Party Congress has not been held since 1980 and it has hereditary
rule.
So that’s five ‘pure’ Communist nations left. Even here
though there will be inevitable flux. Both China and Vietnam are really more
‘nationalist’ in approach now and are embracing elements of capitalism in order
to compete economically in the global market and turning them into prosperous
developing nations.
When the Soviet Union existed Communist countries
included: Afghanistan, Albania, Angola, Benin, Bulgaria, Cambodia, Congo,
Czechoslovakia, East Germany, Ethiopia, Hungary, Mongolia, Mozambique, Poland,
Romania, Somalia, South Yemen, Soviet Union, and Yugoslavia.
Back to Cyprus now - we
went home for the three holidays per year, but the RAF only paid for two of
them. So the paid trips were with BA and all mod-cons including personal care
from an air hostess as we were unaccompanied minors. These flights were usually
in Boeing 707s from Heathrow or Gatwick.
For the one holiday a year
that the RAF didn’t cough up the cash, we caught an ‘indulgence’ flight. An
indulgence means that you are basically hitching a lift on a military plane for
a few pounds, and these lifts may be subject to late-notice changes as spaces
can be filled by members of the military who have more priority then mere
dependants, or by prioritised freight. The planes would either be an old RAF Bristol
Britannia which shook, rattled and rolled across the sky from Brize Norton,
Oxfordshire or an RAF VC 10 (the more comfortable option).
The
destination was RAF Akrotiri, Cyprus .
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Akrotiri_and_Dhekelia
I remember going to nearby
Larnaca to visit the beaches or to go for a Greek meze. Pink flamingos shimmering
in the distance on a huge salt lake just outside Akrotiri. A flamingo or two in
the harbour in Paphos, arrived at via a beautiful coast road that took you past
Aphrodite’s rock: the birthplace of Aphrodite, the Goddess of beauty and love. Dining al fresco by the water in Kyrenia, now in
Turkish hands. Driving up Mount Troodos to reach a restaurant at the top. Miles
of empty beaches in the north-west tip: the ‘pan-handle’. The scent of citrus
fruit. Diving off rocks in Akrotiri, swimming to our own secluded, tiny bay,
dodging the jelly fish. Fishing from these rocks with a home-made rod, catching
a sea trout, trying to keep it in a rock pool and feeling very guilty when it
inevitably perished. Trying once, and
failing miserably, at water-skiing. Far too self-conscious, awkward and unconfident.
Three attempts, three falls. A distraught young couple arriving with my father
at my house. Their young child had just
drowned and my Dad was doing his pastoral duty as commander of the (70)
squadron, in charge of a fleet of Hercules transport planes and a couple of old Argosys.
With every Cypriot meal there would be free cochinelli wine – red and rough – on the table. Growing sunflowers. Catching lizards. A family holiday in Famagusta, fabulous sandy beaches and giant waves – spending hours jumping into them and letting them whirlpool me around. Exhilaration. Walking the two miles or so to the beaches of Akrotiri under the hot Mediterranean sun. Surrounded by miles of sand and gorgeous blue sea, picking my way through the blobs of oil randomly deposited on the beach by the passing tankers and swimming in the gently rolling surf. Sometimes reaching a raft and diving from it. Snorkelling: clear blue water, pretty fish and a grumpy looking grouper.
Later a large part of Famagusta
would become a Turkish-occupied ghost town – a dead zone between Turks and
Greeks, the once popular tourist resort becoming a mess of derelict, crumbling
buildings, including lots of hotels. The Greek inhabitants had to flee the
oncoming Turkish tanks.
The exiled local football team, Anorthosis Famagusta, eventually built a new stadium in Larnaca, and are now regulars in the Champions League or Europa League.
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