100 Years Ago Today

July 5th and 6th in 1914 were two very momentous days that led down the path to war. There obviously are a series of “Oh no, that’s a disaster” sort of decisions that led to this. We get our first biggie since the Assassination, happening just a week afterwards.

Austria’s two boneheaded men in charge of the response–Berchtold and Conrad–as described upthread were really interested in starting some sort of war to reassert Austria-Hungary’s dominance in the region and her standing among super powers.

There was one problem with that: Russia. Russia had let it be known to all of Europe that they considered themselves the protectors of all peoples of Slavic heritage, and that certainly included Serbia. Berchtold knew that if he overplayed his diplomatic hand the way he was planning to grossly overplay it, he’d better make like that little dude in “My Bodyguard” and make sure he had someone bigger and stronger to hide behind. If you’re Austrian and looking for that kind of protection…well, you’re looking to Germany.

And so on July 5th and 6th, Austrian foreign emissaries met with the Kaiser and his own foreign minister. The Germans were well aware that both Russia and her ally, France, were up to no good in Serbia. They saw through–rightly, mostly–the “protector of the slavs” nonsense. Russia and France were enjoying the opportunity to drag Austria and Germany into a diplomatic mire that would help cement British feeling against the Kaiser.

Germany was sick of such meddling. And so, the Kaiser–always an excitable chap–told Austria not that they should act against Serbia, but that they must. In fact, the Kaiser told Austria that Vienna would have German support for anything they chose to do regarding the Serbian question.

For the Germans, this seemed at the time like a no-brainer. If the Tsar could issue blanket support of the Serbs–and he had, many times, although prior to the assassination–then Germany could do the same for Germanic peoples of central Europe (which meant Austria-Hungary). They also had no illusions about what sort of morons they were dealing with in Conrad and Berchtold. They fully expected Austria to blunder in their response and overreach like crazy. The Germans clearly felt that when this happened, the world would surely understand why. You get your heir to the throne assassinated, you get to lash out a little. The Germans would be able to come in, soothe the Austrians, get a compromise that worked for Britain and gave black eyes to the French and Russians for supporting such nonsense, and things would go on with the status quo.

For the Austrians, it was an authorization to do whatever they liked. The excited ambassador and his staff wired back to Vienna that they could count on full German backing on whatever their next move might be.

History has recorded this as a tremendous blunder by the Kaiser. History notes this as a “blank check” given to the Austrians, essentially authorizing them to do whatever they wanted regarding Serbia secure in the knowledge that the Germans would back them.

Here’s the scope of the blunder of this blank check: the Austrians hadn’t yet quite decided exactly what they’d do. There was going to be an official response from them for Serbia to act on, sure. Would it be an ultimatum?

Well…now it sure as hell would be.

Would the ultimatum be in any way agreeable to the Serbs?

Well…not anymore. Berchtold and Conrad had already discussed the insertion of poison pill items in the ultimatum–requests that they knew Serbia wouldn’t go along with. When Serbia refused those poison pills, it would give these two chowderheads who wanted a limited Balkan conflict to prop up their careers a reason to declare war on the Serbs.

When word reached Vienna of their blank check, both Berchtold and Conrad must have been gleeful. It helped them make their decision: they would indeed deliver an ultimatum to Serbia, with many requests, and would make sure that the Serbs would have to refuse to honor it.

There’s no doubt about the fact that Germany screwed up here by offering such unconditional support to Austria. However, it is important to realize that Germany sure as hell didn’t want a war, and didn’t see this support as leading to one. They knew that Bechtold and Conrad were incompetent. They knew also that everyone in Europe knew this. They fully expected that within a day or two, those fellows would issue Austria’s response. That response would be way out of proportion to the actual event, the assassination. Germany fully expected that Europe would clearly understand how such an inept, blunderous, and disproportional response had been made, and then they’d negotiate the Austrians back in off the ledge.

There was one problem the Germans were seemingly unaware of, however. People who issue blank checks–foolish as it may be–usually expect them to be either refused or cashed pretty quickly.

In this case, Austria planned to cash the check…but in their own slow time. The ultimatum they planned to send, they drafted a final version of within a day or two of getting their authorization. There was a complication, they saw, however, in delivering it.

That complication–and the time it took–made all the difference in the world.

Great writing, I appreciate it!

Some day, if I have a lot of time to kill, I’ll compile a list of all the different ways events could’ve played out that would’ve stopped WWI from happening. (Or maybe would’ve merely delayed the start.)

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It’s the 7th, where’s the next episode?! This is better than Game of Thrones and Breaking Bad! :D

Mea culpa, I missed the 7th and 8th. Pretend this is Monday or Tuesday…;)

July 7th of 1914 was a pretty momentous day, too, even if history books seem to have forgotten it in the wake of the Blank Check on the 5th and 6th.

First up, Serbian Prime Minister Pasic publicly announced that he had no prior knowledge of the assassination conspiracy. Every government official in Serbia and even Austrians folks in Bosnia knew he was lying. It was an absolutely baffling, stupid unforced error by Pasic. In the event of an investigation, his lie would be easily uncovered and would then be used to imply deeper state-sponsored involvement. It almost certainly would have caused any Serbian allies to sever any hints of aid. No matter how you cut it, Pasic had just stepped in it, big time.

He’d get away with it, too.

The other thing that probably should be a HUGE deal in textbooks is that a fairly monumental decision was made on the 7th and 8th amongst the Austrian government hoi polloi.

Here’s what’s crazy about what happened those two days–it was actually something that was proactive to bringing peace. It ended up inadvertently helping throw gasoline on the building powderkeg.

Upthread I mentioned a guy named Istvan Tisza. In addtion to having a totally badass name (seriously: “Istvan”), Tisza was the Prime Minister of Hungary. The Austrians could bluster all they wanted, but they couldn’t do jack without the Hungarian side of the dual monarchy going along…and the Hungarian side of the dual monarchy made it their life’s work to be obstructionists at every turn.

Tisza was smart enough to realize that something had to be done about Serbia, but he sure as hell knew that war was a bad idea. For one thing, Budapest was a lot closer to Russia than Vienna was.

And so, on the 7th, the Austrian foreign delegation sent word from Berlin. The Germans were on board. Berchtold actually said that the worst possible outcome of Austria’s response now would be one that DIDN’T result in a war (seriously, Berchtold’s reckless idiocy is almost unique in history). The Austrians were gleeful. They were ready to hammer out an ultimatum and deliver it posthaste.

“Wait just a second here, fellas,” said Tisza. He needed, he said, time to draft a briefing for the Hungarian Parliament. He need to spell out why a serious and forceful response was necessary. He didn’t want war, but knew he needed to buy time before Berchtold caused one through a sheer, heedless Lee-rroyyyyy Jenkiinnnnnnnns-like issuance of an ultimatum.

The Austrians had little choice but to tap the brakes. They gave Tisza his time to sell some forceful action to the Hungarians.

And…you’d think this was cooler heads prevailing. Sadly, had Berchtold been allowed to just go nuts, it’s much more likely war could’ve been averted.

So yeah, let’s get to the 8th and catch up with those evil vacations.

So on July 8th, Germany looked like a country that absolutely believed that no war was coming. The Kaiser went back to sailing ships. The German military high command went traveling. German diplomats left the capital.

See, that’s the other thing that so often doesn’t get mentioned about that Blank Check the Germans gave the Austrians on the 5th and 6th. There was one other reason the Kaiser did it, with the blessings of his Chancellor, Theobald Bethmann-Hollweig. That reason?

The Germans fully expected the Austrians to do NOTHING. Zilch. Nada. The Germans were confident of this. Many in the highest parts of the Government now fully believed that when Emperor Franz Joseph of Austria died, Hungary would go ahead and break away, and then in short succession so too would the Czechs, the Croats, the Slovenes, the Slovaks, the Moldovans and yes, the Bosnians. They hated the idea of losing the Austro-Hungarian Empire but saw it as inevitable.

So, think of that Blank Check as a reckless blunder, sure. But also think of it as someone shouting into the ear of a doddering old man who was deaf as a post. The open authorization was meant to provoke a response, but they didn’t think it would do anything of the sort.

It did provoke a response though. Berchtold and Conrad had decided that an ultimatum would defintely go to Serbia. It would be one the Serbs would have to refuse. That refusal would give Austria-Hungary just cause to declare war, which they then intended to do. They hoped and prayed the Germans could keep the Russians out of it.

There was one complication, this one too involving a vacation of sorts.

Berchtold was itching to issue that ultimatum ASAP. But…on the 7th he’d been forced to give Prime Minister Tisza a chance to go back to Budapest to talk to the Hungarian government about what was coming. That would delay the ultimatum a few days, perhaps a week.

And that was a problem.

Because fate loves to sometimes play with mankind the way a cat plays with a ball of yarn, there was a further complication–at least to the Austrians–with the timing of their ultimatum.

You see, months and months before ANY of this stuff went down, French President Poincare had made arrangements to spend a working vacation on an official state visit to Tsar Nicholas in St. Petersburg.

In July. Of course.

The passage–by sea, through the Baltic–was a bit treacherous and slow, and took about 4 days to negotiate. President Poincare was scheduled to leave on the 15th, and arrive on the 19th or 20th.

Austria-Hungary decided they absolutely did NOT want to issue an ultimatum to Serbia and then have Poincare and Tsar Nicholas conveniently meeting together face-to-face to work out a unified response. The Austrians knew that the Germans would most likely backpedal furiously from their open authorization and Austria would again be the laughingstock of Europe. Berchtold figured it would end his own career for certain.

It should be said then that the plan had been to issue an ultimatum right away, by the 9th. Now, with a delay for Istvan Tisza, that would be impossible, so the Austrians decided they’d wait on the ultimatum, and not issue it until Poincare was back at sea and largely incommunicado. They’d wait until July 23rd.

Imagine then that you’re Europe. Old, wheezing Empire gets it’s crown heir assassinated. Within 10 days they issue an ultimatum filled with bluster, promising war. Everyone clucks their tongues. Such was to be expected. Diplomats rush in, because war would be bad. Gradually compromises in the ultimatum are negotiated out, and everyone except probably Old Wheezing Empire is happy, more or less.

Instead, Austria held onto its ultimatum until almost a month after the assassination. It ends up blindsiding everyone, including the Germans who were stunned by it. With a month gone, the Austro-Hungarians weren’t doddering, sympathetic figures anymore. They were just the assholes everyone in Europe thought they were, and got no benefit of the doubt.

And so a vacation by the French President and a delay for a peaceful solution by the Hungarian Prime Minister helped click another key tumbler into place to head things hurtling towards war.

Next up: the man who might’ve fixed all this anyway.

I do love this part of things. If Austria quickly issues an irrational, angry ultimatum and attacks, they likely would have been viewed as the aggrieved party acting rashly (but somewhat justly) due to the terrorist attack on the monarchy.

Instead, by waiting and working out a more methodical and calculated response, they were (somewhat, but not completely rightly) viewed as coldly attempting to exploit an unfortunate situation to their advantage.

Sort of like being guilty of murder due to heat of passion versus just cold blooded murder. If you want to use the “heat of passion” argument, you can’t wait for a month after finding your wife in bed with another man.

So remember, make sure you act rashly and stupidly - it makes you much more sympathetic.

Really, it’s been quiet these last few days in 1914. Behind closed doors in Vienna, foreign ministry and general staff are working up the draft of that ultimatum they’ll give to Serbia in 10 days.

Today in 1914, they notify the German foreign ministry that they will be issuing an ultimatum, and that it will be worded in such a way that Serbia will not be able to accept it. The deputy ministers on duty while Bethmann-Hollweig, The Kaiser, and Field Marshal Moltke were off vacationing likely figured their bosses knew this was coming. They’d issued a blanket pledge of support, hadn’t they? In all likelihood, had they gotten word this early on, they may have sent a note urging a little more caution, maybe.

Istvan Tisza–over in Budapest trying to drum up support to oppose military action, realizes that his fellow Magyars are surprisingly exercised about this. They normally delight in opposing Vienna…but a chance to go to war with Slav agitators? Well, that they like a little more.

There is one guy who wields enough power in the Austrian government to sidetrack all of this rush to war nonsense.

He’s a smarter guy than others give him credit for, mostly because he knows he’s not the brightest guy in the world. He also has a Eisenhower-like talent for recognizing smart people and knowing who to listen to.

He’s come up with his own way to save Austria-Hungary.

He’s been advised–by the Kaiser and the Emperor–that the best way to keep Austria together is to put down the Slavic population like the dogs they are.

The thing is…he doesn’t think the Slavs are second-hand citizens. He genuinely likes them. And his own smart advisers point out that Slavs are now 60% of the population of the Empire.

They suggest something radical and new. Something that’s working across the Pond. He’s all ears. They suggest sharing power for the greater good.

He’s intrigued and asks to hear more. A group of scholars tells him about the good ol’ USA. About how the polyglot of different cultures there seems to be helping to make that country stronger, not weaker, because power is shared.

Eventually they all come up with a name for how they’ll apply that American lesson to Austria-Hungary. They’ll call it the United States Of Greater Austria. They’ll convert to a full parliamentary democracy with a monarch at the head.

He even commissions a map of the idea:

It’ll take some real selling with the Hungarians, but the economic projections off increased trade revenue alone might do it.

It’s a smart, forward-looking idea, totally uncharacteristic for anyone in the Austro-Hungarian government.

He’s the only guy with the stones to try it, and he will try it when the Emperor dies, removing the biggest opposition to such an idea.

He’s also the only guy in the government who fully recognizes what boobs Conrad and Berchtold are. He’s the guy who’ll be able to tell both to go soak their respective heads, because Austria can’t afford to be dragged anywhere near a costly war with Serbia or anyone else.

There’s just one little problem with this person who likely would’ve averted any war and might’ve saved Austria as an example of Union 80 years before the EU.

That problem: the guy who could do all that great stuff is none other than Franz Ferdinand, the Archduke.

Sadly, he’s at ambient temperature in the family tomb.

Very nicely written, trigger!

It’s a smart, forward-looking idea, totally uncharacteristic for anyone in the Austro-Hungarian government.

Hehe. Very nice.

Damn you guys for having such a great discussion! You are forcing me to plow through my copy of Dreadnought again. Bastards!

BTW, unrelated to all this, doing some client work on European tourism sites, I stumbled onto the website of the Ossuary/Memorial for Verdun.

Holy shit.

Calling the French “Surrender Monkeys” is great sport and all, and I’ve certainly done my share of deriding.

But…

Holy shit. It’s just unbelievable to look at those rows and rows of graves and realize that those were just for the soldiers they could identify. There are tens, maybe hundreds of thousands of bones in Ossuary itself belonging to “missing” soldiers, who were so blown apart they couldn’t be positively identified at all.

I look at that and think that it’s no wonder that as a country France just sort of ended up saying “To hell with this” and quit WWII rather than go through this again.

The interior, where the names of unidentified soldiers presumed to be in the gigantic stacks of bones in mass graves are listed on each block.

I look at that and think that it’s no wonder that as a country France just sort of ended up saying “To hell with this” and quit WWII rather than go through this again.

Yeah, agreed, but on the other hand consider Italy which suffered probably even worse losses in WWI in their insane campaign against Austria. Of course they wound up inventing fascism and leaping enthusiastically if not all that effectively into WWII.

Are you talking about Italian losses over the entire war versus French losses from Verdun alone?

I think that over the course of the entire war, Italian losses were nowhere near (i.e. not even 50%) what the French losses were.

Italian population was lower I believe, but I’ll have to look up the data. I read that they sacrificed an entire male generation on the Austrian alps.

Oh yes, no doubt it was horrible. Really nasty fighting.

I do not know about the population size. Wikipedia says that for Italy the deaths as a percentage of population were 2.96-3.49%, and for France it was 4.29-4.39%.

And Wikipedia is never wrong, so that’s good enough for me. :)

Who am I to disagree. (Travel the world and the seven seas…)

That’s going to be in my head now for the rest of the night. :)

July 15, 1914, and President Poincare has boarded his ship and is head to to St. Petersburg to spend some quality time being shuttled from almost-meetings with a suddenly reclusive Tsar and his family at the palace. He’s still blissfully unaware that in a month’s time he will be neck deep in the most frightful war France has ever fought. Most Frenchmen are unaware, in fact. They’re hooked to their trial of Mme Caillaux.

Meanwhile, Istvan Tisza has made his way from Budapest back to Vienna to tell Conrad and Berchtold that if it’s a war they want with Serbia, then the Hungarians are all in.

Conrad, head of the Austro-Hungarian army, tries to assure Tisza. It will be a quick war he says. They’ll defeat Serbia in a week at most. The Russians will barely invade, and then it’ll be about the suing for peace from Serbia and Austrian terms and everything’s contained. The Russians go back home, chastening a smaller, more Austria-friendly Serbian government.

Yeah, that’s the ticket.

Meanwhile, waiting to greet President Poincare in St. Petersburg is the French Ambassador, Maurice Paleologue.


(Maurice Paleologue; if you weren’t sure that this was one of the most evil jackholes in pre-Nazi Europe, the monocle gives it away.)

So far, we’ve had abundant incompetency and evilness from Austrians, mostly, with some German nonsense thrown in.

With Monsieur Paleologue entering the picture however, go ahead and make up a big ol’ set of devil’s horns for this particularly eager and scheming Frenchman. He’ll end up deserving at least as much–if not more–blood on his hands as any other single person involved before all is said and done.

Speaking of which; am I the only one getting Sgt. Pepper in my head every time this thread title pops up in the bookmarked list?

It was “100 years ago today”,
Sgt. Pepper taught the band to play