Saturday, 27 December 2014

Mud, Blood and Poppycock by Gordon Corrigan

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The edition I have declares on the cover “This will overturn everything you thought you knew about Britian and the First World War”. This is a bold statement, “everything” is a big claim”! I did my best to set this aside, remembering not to judge a book by its cover and all that...

However this book's intent is a myth-buster, and so at a certain level it wills you to be a fully paid up subscriber to the myths to give fullest effect to its party trick of demolishing them. Corrigan is a retired solider and a large part of his argument is based on, what he sees as, the inherent inability of civilians to understand the military.

There were some “myths” which I was aware were not true – such as the notion that men spend the whole war in the front line trench. This is an idea that pervades, for instance my secondary school had a mock-up of a trench built on the sports field – but this was a small section of the front line, and gave no sense of the supporting network of rear teaches, communication lines and reserves etc, and so the idea was naturally bred from it that what we saw in our field was all there was. That men were rotated in and out of the trenches, spending only a couple of days at time in the “firing line” is am important point to your wider understanding of the experience of the war.

The issue of those shot for cowardice or desertion is one of the hardest to approach, I think that Corrigan gives a helpful insight into the conduct of the Court Martials, showing the while it might have been swift military justice was far from summary. While I think it might be valid to review of individual cases I have always been troubled by the call for a general pardon of all those shot. To do this seems a disservice unless there was certainty all, each and every one, of those shot was wrongly accused. For to pardon one who was wilfully deserting would still leave those who should have been subject to the army's medical rather than criminal systems diminished if we continue to hold them as a collective. I am perhaps not as confident in the good order of Military justice as Corrigan, but he confirms the basis on my unease about the idea of a general pardon. It might win present day politicians some cheap points but it would not be an expression of the fundemental truth.

Corrigan is also helpful in unlocking the way in which the geographical recruitment, and in particular the “Pals” battalions, heightened the experience of collective grief. The sense of a lost generation was not so much a product of the absolute numbers of lives lost but the way in which a town, village, or street was likely to suffer its lost due to a single engagement. In the Second World War the army had moved away for geographical recruitment. So while the casualty rate after D-Day was comparable to that to the major battles of the First World War, the bereaved were unlikely to be known to one another, and so grief remained more personal. There was not the cumulative factor at play.

Corrigan's historical accounts are clear and well written, it is his interpretive passages that are less comfortable. The facts, for the most part, speak for themselves, but Corrigan's ranting add a feeling of trying too hard. Corrigan generally seems to view the myths as the product of deliberate attempts to distort the memory of the war, and in most cases this doesn't stack up. Misunderstandings have been perpetuated, but this is a error of a different order from that that Corrigan rants against. For example at one point he disparagingly refers to “poets who wrote for money”, while a large part of the book is given over to the defence of Field Marshal Haig (and hand in hand with that an attack on Lloyd George), I accept that history has been unfair on Haig but I have the sense that Corrigan is pushing the pendulum too far in the opposite direction.

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