Sunday Business Post
13 November 2005
By Tom McGurk

Image from 1916 Rising
Is it my imagination? Has, suddenly, a great historical goldrush broken out in Ireland? 1916 and all that; Michael Collins and what party he would have supported and, given the month that’s in it, the proper historical resting place for the thousands of poor Paddies who were cannon fodder in bygone imperial wars. All are back in the ring.
The British embassy has joined the historical jumble sale too. British Empire Medals, if you don’t mind, are being handed out to various well-known, popular but essentially harmless Irish citizens. Niall Quinn and the Corrs are the latest recipients.
Even now, one wonders if, for services way beyond the call of duty, the prospect of an ermine-clad Lord Kevin Myers (of late and great imperial sunsets) can be far away.
Sebastian Barry’s new novel A Long Long Way, shortlisted for the Booker Prize, has won plaudits. But for the temptation of nostalgia among the British judges, it would be recognised for what it essentially is – romantic historical fiction. The book concludes: “Maybe the helpful, acidic earth has eaten into the blackness and the quiet medal is clean and brown, showing, if only to the worms, its delicate design of a small crown, and a small harp.’’ Given the systematic imperial mass murder of millions across the world from 1914 to 1918, to which particular artistic worm’s eye view of such mind-boggling carnage are these sentimentalisms supposed to appeal?
Even the national broadcaster is at it these days, with a reporter embedded with the British invasion forces in Iraq and featuring, among other things, a series of fairly gormless interviews with some of the Irish mercenaries in the British army. I suppose that if some of these chaps get whacked by the natives, their relatives will be demanding all sorts of Irish state representation at their funerals.
Last week in Derry, the tricolour was carried at a remembrance parade apparently to symbolise the Irish and British war dead. That the men of that time men never gave allegiance to that flag, but rather to the green flag with the gold harp, seemed not to matter. But then the parade was the brainchild of former UDA leader Glen Barr - now in the state-funded peace business. That may go some way to explaining the confused historical iconography.
Maybe it’s because, with the Northern war over and the IRA off our backs, there is a perception that a window has opened on the past, and that it’s time to get your spoke in while there’s not too much background noise. Ironic, isn’t it, that over the last 30 years, when Irish historical legacies was being so bitterly contested against the background of the North’s dreary spires, the chattering classes largely kept mum? Or, even better, were ‘Section 31-ed’?
Even in Iveagh House, the midnight candles are burning over tomes on the Great War.
With Bertie having announced that the Easter parade is on again, and with the 90th anniversary looming, Dermot Ahern has had an historical politically-correct brainchild. As he wrote recently: “It is time to begin a national debate on the issues raised by both the Somme and 1916.”
I’m not quite sure where such a debate is supposed to lead us. One group was made up of casualties in an imperial war, the others were victims of an armed rebellion against imperialism. Of course, both were Irish, but that didn’t make any difference when Irish troops and rebels actually fought and killed each other in the Dublin streets in 1916. Is Dermot Ahern’s historical debate to lead us to conclude that, as citizens now of a sovereign Irish Republic, we owe both sides an equal debt? For example, should France equally remember the marquis and the soldiers who served Vichy?
It is not correct, either, that the Irish soldiers of the Great War have been shamefully forgotten. Far from being forgotten, they were actually most vividly remembered as the last Irish generation of cannon fodder for imperial ambitions, cruelly misled about Home Rule intentions and the freedom of other European small nations. Even more importantly, what was also not forgotten was the attempt to grab more Irish cannon fodder by conscription, opposition to which helped to turn the military histrionics of 1916 into Sinn Fein’s 1918 electoral victory.
As a sidebar, Dermot Ahern is also hoping to get the British government to grant pardons to the 26 Irish soldiers who were executed by the British army during World War I. Come to think of it, shouldn’t he also look for posthumous pardons for the 16 executed in Dublin in 1916?
The 26 men in khaki were among a much larger number shot at dawn for a variety of reasons including mutiny, refusing to obey orders and so on. Many, of course, were simply hapless, shell-shocked wrecks, victims of the military ethics of the Great War for Civilisation - as it was called on the campaign medals.
Come to think of it, given the number of imperial gongs available up at the British embassy for Irish citizens these days, one would have thought that Dermot Ahern was pushing at an open door.
But then my most truly subversive instincts lead me to believe the pardons will come through much closer to Easter next year. Timing is everything, as they say.
In Charles Townsend’s recent and excellent historical re-visitation of 1916, he reveals - among other fascinating facts - the origin of the famous green flag with the words ‘Irish Republic’ in gold emblazoned across it that flew above the GPO in 1916.
Apparently it began life as one of Countess Markievicz’s bed-spreads. The Rebel Countess, with her incorrigible predilection for amateur dramatics, did the gold leaf. Perhaps Con’s bed-spread is an appropriate icon for the searching historical moment in which we find ourselves - a bit of an Anglo Irish trousseau blowing in the historical winds above the rebel ramparts.
All of history is iconic and personalised, equally DIY and grandiloquent, but most of all it is a story told by the winners to the losers. Eighty-three years into our post-colonial history, how extraordinary that the debate about winners and losers is once more being reopened.