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Sunday, October 8, 2017

Camouflage

Captured Turkish sniper
Visiting the Western Front in July of 1917, the British monarch King George V toured a camouflage unit in Belgium.  A special correspondent for the Times described the workshop as “a magician’s palace in a Belgium farm, where nothing is as it seems…. where bushes are men and things dissolve when you look at them and the earth collapses… It is the grown-up home of make-believe.”*

Howitzer 1917 under netting,  James Hurley
Australian War Memorial EO1891 
Armies had previously used tactics to hide themselves from the enemy, but the conditions of the First World War made concealment more necessary than ever.  Enemy trenches were often only yards apart, while planes, balloons, and dirigibles flew overhead to photograph positions and gather intelligence.

In 1915, the French were the first to establish a military camouflage unit; their section’s badge featured a silver chameleon.**  Other armies quickly followed suit.  The military use of the word camouflage entered English during the Great War, its origins in the French word camoufler (to make up for the stage).***  Theatrical set designers, sculptors, painters, and other artists served in these units. Their job was not only to conceal, but to deceive. 

Paper mâché dummy heads were used to draw fire and expose the position of enemy snipers; fake trees fashioned from bullet-proof steel and encased in hammered iron plates served as observation posts in No Man’s Land (the simulated bodies of dead horses and human corpses served the same function), while tanks and ships were painted in bold, abstract designs based upon the principles of Cubist art, breaking up silhouettes and confusing observers’ sense of perspective.

USS Leviathan escorted by USS Allen
by Burnell Poole 1918
 One merchant ship captain who objected to the “vivid painting of his vessel” received the following response from a camouflage officer:
Dear Sir,-- The object of camouflage is not, as you suggest, to turn your ship into an imitation of a West African parrot, a rainbow in a naval pantomime, or a gay woman.  The object of camouflage is rather to give the impression that your head is where your stern is.†

Camouflage officers were not the only soldiers who sought to give false impressions, nor were enemy soldiers the only ones deceived.   An unsigned poem titled simply “Camouflage” appeared in the June 28, 1918 edition of the American military newspaper, The Stars and Stripes. 

Camouflage

They tell us tales of camouflage,
The art of hiding things;
Of painted forts and bowered guns
Invisible to wings.
Well, it’s nothing new to us.
To us, the rank and file;
We understand this camouflage
—We left home with a smile.

Erecting the First Camouflage Tree, Solomon J Solomon
© IWM ART 6476 (1)
We saw the painted battleships
And earthen-colored trains,
And planes the hue of leaden skies,
And canvas-hidden lanes.
Well, we used the magic art
That day of anxious fears;
We understand this camouflage
—We laughed away your tears.

They say that scientific men
And artists of renown
Debated long on camouflage
Before they got it down.
Well, it came right off to us,
We didn’t have to learn;
We understand this camouflage,
—We said we’d soon return.

We understand this camouflage,
The art of hiding things;
It’s what’s behind a soldier’s jokes
And all the songs he sings.
Yes, it’s nothing new to us,
To us, the rank and file;
We understand this camouflage,
—We left home with a smile.

Soldiers frequently disguised the ugly realities of war when communicating with loved ones they had left behind.  Men omitted details, obscured the dangers of battle, and camouflaged the truth when writing home to friends and family.  

From his position in front line trenches training with the British in 1918, Private Ollie Hankins wrote home to his father in Richmond, Virginia:
Hello Pop! Guess you thought it was about time I was writing. I am feeling exubrious at present and hope this will find you all well.  This is the 4th of July and we have just finished a lovely dinner. We had real dishes to eat out of & sat at a table in real chairs.  Just think of it! I haven’t heard a word from you all yet, but you need not feel bad about that as there is a reason for my mail being delayed at present, and I expect to get it very soon. We have holiday today and are endeavoring to make the most of it.
Six months later just after the Armistice, Ollie Hankins sent another letter home that revealed what had actually happened that Independence Day:
Dear Papa, I know that my being over here has caused you a lot of worry, but I hope that from now on you will not worry any more about me…. My letter to you all dated July 4th was written just a few yards behind the front line trench and large shells were bursting close by while we ate that 4th of July dinner that I told you about. While on this front I got caught in a barrage, which is not the pleasantest thing in the world to get caught in.  Also had some real use for my gas mask on this front and went to sleep in the blooming thing on several occasions….††
When the unsigned poem was reprinted in the 1920 Yearbook of Newspaper Poetry, it was retitled to reflect a truth countless soldiers in the rank and file had learned: “We Understand Camouflage.”   
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*Special correspondent to the Times, quoted in Nicholas Rankin’s A Genius for Deception, Oxford University Press, 2009, p. 141.
**Rankin, A Genius for Deception, p. 25.  The French society portrait painter Lucien-Victor de Scévola is often credited with devising the first modern camouflage; in September of 1914, he used painted canvas to disguise the position of a French artillery battery (Rankin, p. 24).
***Spencer C. Tucker, editor, The European Powers in the First World War: An Encyclopedia, Routledge, 1996, p 160.
†Rankin, A Genius for Deception, p. 131.
††Private C.O. Hankins, “War Letters, Diaries, and Incidents.” Library of Virginia Archives.

Saturday, September 30, 2017

Ballad of Bethlehem Steel

Bethlehem Steel, by Aaron Harry Gorson
“War is a racket. It always has been. It is possibly the oldest, easily the most profitable, surely the most vicious. It is the only one international in scope. It is the only one in which the profits are reckoned in dollars and the losses in lives.”
                                                            —Smedley D. Butler, War is a Racket (1935)*

The costs of the Great War were staggering. An estimated 41 million people were wounded or lost their lives, and from 1914 – 1918, the Allied and Central Powers poured over 185 billion dollars into waging war.  Adjusted for inflation, the amount today would exceed 4.3 trillion dollars.** 

Before the United States became involved in the global conflict, many Americans wanted nothing to do with the war and hoped to remain neutral.  Others, however, seized war-time opportunities to aggressively pursue profits.  In 1916, at a Washington, D.C. mass meeting of protest against the war, Grace Isabel Colbron gave a public reading of her poem “The Ballad of Bethlehem Steel.”***

The Ballad of Bethlehem Steel or “The Need For Preparedness”
                                    A Tale of the Ticker

A fort is taken, the papers say,
Five thousand dead in the murderous deal.
A victory? No, just another grim day.
            But—up to five hundred goes Bethlehem Steel.

The Masses, July 1916
Cartoon depicting Uncle Sam as war profiteer
A whisper, a rumor, one knows not where—
A sigh, a prayer from a torn heart rent—
A murmur of Peace on the death-laden air—
            But—Bethlehem Steel drops thirty per cent.

“We’ll fight to the death” the diplomats cry.
“We’ll fight to the death,” sigh the weary men.
As the battle roars to the shuddering sky—
            And Bethlehem Steel has a rise of ten.

What matters the loss of a million men?
What matters the waste of blossoming lands?
The children’s cry or the women’s pain?
            If—Bethlehem Steel at six hundred stands?

And so we must join in the slaughter-mill,
We must arm ourselves for a senseless hate,
We must waste our youths in the murder drill—
            That Bethlehem Steel may hold its state.†
                                    —Grace Isabel Colbron

1917 poster
Millions of young men are slaughtered; women and children suffer and die; towns and fields are bombed to barren wastelands, yet each stanza of the poem ends by confidently proclaiming the economic prospects of the Bethlehem Steel Corporation.

The upbeat rhythm and rhymes of the poem mimic the callously optimistic mood of those who profited from the war.  Celebrating those profits in May of 1916, Charles Schwab, president of Bethlehem Steel, addressed the executives of the American Iron and Steel Institute: “Boys, we are in a period of great prosperity. I wonder if any of us ever expected, anticipated or dreamed that we should ever see any such state of affairs as we see today….Boys, may this prosperity continue.”††

Just how prosperous was Bethlehem Steel? In the months before war was declared in Europe, the company struggled, operating at only 60% capacity and reducing workers’ hours. But after securing military contracts from Russia, Britain and France, Bethlehem Steel emerged as the leading supplier of Allied ships, munitions, and ordnance. By end of 1917, “orders on hand at Bethlehem Steel were twenty times as great as at the end of 1913,” and stock prices had risen from $30 to $600 a share.°

Charges of war profiteering were not unique to America. Companies in nearly every industrialized country sought to benefit from the war: Krupps (Germany) Renault (France), and Vickers (Britain) are some of the better-known examples. The war-time ideal of sacrifice was challenged when not everyone seemed to accept an equal share of the sacrifice. 

In 1935, fearing the prospect of yet another world war, Smedley Butler spoke out against the capitalist motives that might support such a war.  A retired Major General with the U.S. Marines, Butler condemned war profiteers in his book War is a Racket:
Cartoon appearing in The Masses, Sept 1915

“At least 21,000 new millionaires and billionaires were made in the United States during the World War. That many admitted their huge blood gains in their income tax returns. How many other war millionaires falsified their tax returns no one knows.
How many of these war millionaires shouldered a rifle? How many of them dug a trench? How many of them knew what it meant to go hungry in a rat-infested dug-out? How many of them spent sleepless, frightened nights, ducking shells and shrapnel and machine gun bullets? How many of them parried the bayonet thrust of an enemy? How many of them were wounded or killed in battle?”

Butler concluded, “Beautiful ideals were painted for our boys who were sent out to die. This was the ‘war to end wars.’ This was the ‘war to make the world safe for democracy.’ No one told them that dollars and cents were the real reason. No one mentioned to them, as they marched away, that their going and their dying would mean huge war profits.”°°

Bethlehem Steel filed for bankruptcy in 2001.    
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* Smedley D. Butler, War is a Racket, Round Table Press, 1935, p. 1.
**“World War I casualties,” Wikipedia and “Financial Cost of the First World War,” Spartacus Educational.
***“To Read Original Poem: Miss Colbron Writes Ballad for Meeting Against Preparedness.” Washington Evening Star, 29 Jan. 1916, p. 10.  Colbron was a translator, author, and activist in both the pacifist and suffragist movements. A tribute written after her death in 1943 described her as “a social idealist to the depths of her soul, she was ready at any time to give of her best for any worthwhile project for social reform” (W.L, “In Memoriam: Grace Isabel Colbron. The American Journal of Economics and Sociology, Vol. 3, No. 1, Oct. 1943, p. 114).
†First published in The Public: A Journal of Democracy (10 Dec. 1915), the version included in this post appeared in Seamen’s Journal, Vol. 29, 22 Dec. 1916, p. 11.  Punctuation varies among published editions of the poem; in the Presbyterian Survey (Oct. 1916), the last word of the poem reads “rate”; other versions read “state.”
††Kenneth Warren, Bethlehem Steel: Builder and Arsenal of America, University of Pittsburgh, 2008,      p. 105.
°Warren, Bethlehem Steel, pp. 103-106.
°°Smedley D. Butler, War is a Racket, pp. 2, 33.

Sunday, September 24, 2017

Sweethearts of the A.E.F.


Elsie Janis was a comedian who sang, danced, and cartwheeled her way into the hearts of American soldiers. The “Sweetheart of the A.E.F.” was also one of the most popular American entertainers of the early twentieth century.  Janis visited First World War hospitals and military camps, sharing laughter and music with thousands of doughboys, and by March of 1918 she had already given over 400 performances.*

Elsie Janis entertains the troops
From her impersonations of Charlie Chaplin to her frequently repeated shout to the troops, ““Do I come from Ohio? By damn yes!” Janis touched her audiences with “an American performance, by an American girl, done in an American way, the first of its kind to be seen by most of the audience in many months.”**

Whether it was Elsie Janis, the women of Belgium, or sweethearts back home, women often gave soldiers the motivation to fight.  The American military newspaper, the Stars and Stripes, championed Janis as “an oasis of color and vivacity in the midst of a dreary desert” proclaiming, “Elsie Janis is as essential to the success of this Army as charge of powder is essential to the success of a shell. More entertainment by her and ‘the likes of her’ and less instruction by people who take themselves seriously—that’s one formula for winning the war!”†

Letters from women back home were equally important to the troops.  One soldier wrote to his sweetheart, “I get a lot of peace thinking about you.  I like to think of the good times we used to have and dream of the good times to come when I get home again.”††

Idealized views of women powerfully influenced the morale of soldiers; Harry L. Parker was a young American lieutenant who saw humor in the situation.
Popular song, 1917

Left Behind

I got a letter from
My girl. She said,
“I love you.
When the mud is
Thick, and
You have a large pack on
Your back
And you are hungry
And tired
Think of me.
I love you.”
And one day we were
On the march.
The mud was
Thick. And
I had a large
Pack
On my back
And I was
Hungry
And tired, when
I fell to thinking
Of her.
And
A lieutenant
Gave me
A swift kick
And set me to
Double timing
To
Catch up.
            —Harry L. Parker

The poem’s title evokes the left-right-left of the soldier’s marching cadence, the girl he left behind, and his own lagging pace.  As well, the poem’s uneven line lengths suggest the faltering pace of the man’s attempts to march in step with his company, as they echo his exhaustion and disjointed thoughts. But the awkward line breaks are also what give the poem its whimsical humor. They highlight his sweetheart’s romantic words “Think of me” and “I love you”  and then contrast these with the grueling realities of war: “Pack” and “Hungry.” 

What bridges the gap between the tensions of war and the soldier’s dreams of his girl? An officer’s swift kick to the man’s “left behind” recalls him to his place and sends him double timing to catch up with his unit.  With gently ironic humor, the poem states that individual soldiers are ordered to discard their personal motivations and instead to surrender themselves to the army and its agenda.  
Clemson year book, 1914

Lieutenant H.L Parker (later promoted to Captain) was a doughboy from South Carolina who attended Clemson College, where he was voted “Wittiest” and “Most Original” in his graduating class.  Joining the American Expeditionary Force, he served in the supply department of the Stars and Stripes.  Harry Parker survived the war. In 1924, he earned a doctorate from the University of Paris and began a long and distinguished career as an entomologist and expert in the control of biological pests.

He died in Cannes in 1979, and colleagues remembered his intelligence, quick wit, and “joie de vivre” – as well as noting an intriguing detail from his personal life.  Harry Parker did not return home to a sweetheart in South Carolina, but rather in 1923, he married Henriette Charraire, a young French girl. Their marriage lasted for over fifty-five years, until Henriette was left behind at his death.
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*”Elsie One of Us While War Lasts.” Stars and Stripes, 29 March 1918, p. 7.  
**“Elsie Janis Here to Delight AEF: Musical Comedy Star Has Already Set New Handspring Record.” Stars and Stripes, 8 March 1918, p. 6.
†”Elsie.” Stars and Stripes, 15 March, 1918, p. 4.
††Elmer Lewis to Goldie Little, personal letter quoted in Richard, S. Faulkner, Pershing’s Crusaders: The American Soldier in World War I, University Press of Kansas, 2017, p. 536.