I grew up in an Arab Syria where passionate patriotic discourse was the norm and Arab nationalism often bordered on jingoism. Every national narrative has to have its heroes and villains. The latter could be native quislings or alien conspirators whose strings are pulled by some hostile power. Of heroes—real or imaginary—there certainly is no shortage, and the same goes for villains: the stronger those villains are, the better, as there is no glory fighting unworthy foes. This is self-evident: darkness is needed to better define the light, and every thesis needs an antithesis.
The super-villain I grew up with was the United States of America, sworn enemy of all “Progressives” worldwide and unconditionally supportive of a militaristic Israel, hell-bent on expansion to the detriment of its neighbors. The notorious Pentagon and CIA were plotting against the Arab World in general, and Syria in particular, day and night. Their nefarious designs aimed at nothing less than global hegemony, usurping Arabs’ national resources—oil first and foremost—and propping up “reactionary” Arab regimes and client states.
But the evil that my grandparents and great-grandparents were acquainted with was a different one. That malevolent superpower was—as my grandmother used to enviously repeat—the “empire on which the sun never sets.” It was mighty Great Britain, whose king or queen claimed the Indian Empire and ruled the Seven Seas. By contrast, we all know that England is now a has-been. To be sure, it still is prosperous and proud, but it no longer dominates Europe, let alone the world.
So a rising “Arab Nation” struggling to be born had to face the great power that was the United Kingdom. To an Arab nationalist of the first half of the twentieth century, the British committed two unforgivable sins: the first was to betray their promises to the Arab revolutionists, and the second was to issue the notorious Balfour Declaration pledging to facilitate the immigration of Jews to Palestine. Nothing the British would do could erase those twin crimes from Arab memory. Not even the White Paper of 1939 or the rapid decline of British influence after a ruinous WWII that they supposedly “won.”
It certainly is not my intention to exonerate England or to apologize for the Zionists. The British acted according to what they perceived as their national interest and—as I will try to demonstrate later—were as fair to the “Arabs” as could realistically be expected; as for the Zionists, they used every “legal” or illegal means at their disposal to realize their dreams, knowing full well this would be at the expense of the natives. No, my purpose in writing this post is to indict the Arabs (or rather their self-appointed representatives), their political immaturity, and their infantile ideology.
The once imposing Ottoman Empire was agonizing by the beginning of the twentieth century. From without, hungry European powers were disputing the leftovers of its vast territory when WWI erupted in 1914; from within, aš-Šarīf Ḥysayn of Mecca raised the banner of the Great Arab Revolution that was to revive the glory of early Islam while Egypt declared its independence from Constantinople under British auspices. As everyone knows, the Sublime Porte cast its lot with the Central Powers and lost, whereas the Hashemites of Hejaz bet on the Allies and won, or so they fancied.
Ḥysayn negotiated what many Arab historians described as an agreement with Great Britain to grant the Arabs their independence in a territory that extended from the Taurus Mountains in the north to the Indian Ocean in the south, and from the Mediterranean Sea in the west to Iraq in the east; that was in exchange for the Arabs supporting the British campaign against Turkey with their guerrillas—themselves armed with British weapons and financed by British money. The details of this understanding were elaborated in the infamous Ḥysayn-McMahon Correspondence that spanned the interval between July 1915 and January 1916.
The contents of those letters are public knowledge, and I will not dwell on them. Suffice it to say that the British did not promise a whole lot no matter what Ḥysayn thought, and understandably so. England, which sacrificed hundreds of thousands of its young men and a tremendous treasure to defeat Germany and its allies, understood the proposed “independent” Arab kingdom as a client state to be stirred in the right direction by British “advisers.” Moreover, their vague promises were made to the Hashemites of Mecca, not to the “Arabs” whatever that term means. I would also argue that, after all was said and done, the British were fabulously generous with the Hashemites: they created a kingdom for Fayṣal—recently expelled from Syria by the French—in Iraq and concocted a realm for his brother Abdullah in a Transjordan forbidden to would-be Jewish immigrants. Ḥysayn would likely have kept the Hejaz fief to his family—his son Ali—had he been more realistic. Instead, he kept grumbling and whining until the frustrated British decided to abandon him to his fate at the hands of Ibn Sʿūd and his ʾIẖwān. In other words, the British were prepared to grant three kingdoms to the Hashemites and were perhaps justified in thinking that the territory claimed by Ḥysayn was vast enough to satisfy the appetite of many vassals and buy out quite a few enemies.
For in reality Šarīf Ḥysayn was asking the British to grant him a vast empire that they conquered on his behalf. Let there be no mistake about it: the Ottomans defeat was achieved by the British and only the British. Not only were Ḥysayn’ guerillas little more than British mercenaries, but also the entire “Great Arab Revolution,” as T. E. Lawrence would put it, was a “side show of a side show.” WWI was fought and decided in Europe, and the Ottoman Empire would have been terminated with or without Ḥysayn’s contribution. Had he and his apologists possessed a healthy dose of common sense, they would have realized that empires are conquered, not given.
Contrast Arabs’ attitude with that of the Zionists. Chaim Weizmann worked tirelessly towards preparing the conditions that would eventually lead to the creation of a Jewish state. He accepted a relatively modest territory and did not insist on a state right from the start. To him, a vague promise of a “Jewish National Home in Palestine” was adequate to begin with, it being implied that more could be demanded in due time. Indeed, there was no reason back in 1917 to conclude that a Jewish state was inevitable.
In summary, England deliberately issued vague promises to Arab and Jew, and its politicians went out of their way in wording their documents as to leave ample room for maneuver for their successors. While it is true that the Balfour Declaration gave a “legal” basis for the Zionist enterprise, it remains undeniable that Israel became a reality in 1948 mainly thanks to the commitment of wealthy European and American Jews financing the—mainly Eastern European—Jewish settlement in Palestine and providing the settlers with arms and ammunition to conquer the land at the expense of its inhabitants. Contrary to the Hashemites, the Zionists relied first and foremost on themselves.
Heroes and villains are the stuff out of which movies are made, comic books are illustrated, and tales are told. In real life we have winners and losers/ If you win, all is or would be forgiven in time. If you lose, you accept the crumbs the victor might leave you out of the goodness of his heart or hold your peace. Many losers did not even survive to relate their ordeal.