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The Other Side of the Falsified Genocide


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 From the book, "Golden Horn," Chapter
"Vultures of Christendom," pp. 82-2

"Turkish atrocities! This cliché of the Crusaders (published everywhere with the help of the banknotes of the Balkan Committee in London) continues to be reproduced in the French Press. . . . Alas, it may be true. But the Crusaders! When will their crimes be known? Wounded Turkish officers and soldiers have been found without nose, lips, or eyelids, all of them having been cut off with scissors. . . . I am nearing the end of my life on earth. I desire and fear nothing, but as long as I can make myself heard it is my duty to speak the truth. Down with wars of conquest! Shame on these slaughters I

“From Turkey we French have taken Algeria, Tunis, Morocco. The English have robbed her of Egypt. Poor, beautiful, meretricious Italy, thinking she was marching to glory, turned Tripolitania into a charnel house. We lay our heavy and disdainful hands upon these conquered countries; the least of our little bureaucrats treats every Moslem as a slave. From these believers we have taken, little by little, their trust in prayer; and upon these dreamers we have imposed our futile excitements, our anger, our speed, our alcohol, our intrigues, our iron civilisation; unrest follows us everywhere, together with ambition and despair.

"I do not believe there is a race of men more thoroughly good, loyal, kind."

“The Turks are misunderstood by Westerners who have never set foot in this country. I do not believe there is a race of men more thoroughly good, loyal, kind. I must except, alas, some who have been brought up in our schools and gangrened in our boulevards: they become officials afterwards: I leave them aside. But the people, the real people, the petits bourgeois, the peasants — what better men could you find ? Ask those of us who have lived in the East which they prefer: Turks, or Bulgarians, or Serbs, or any other Levantine Christians, and I know what the answer will be!

Pierre Loti

Pierre Loti

“The kindness of Turks for animals might be an example to us all. With what cheerfulness the dogs of Constantinople were nourished for centuries ! How often some Turk would come down into the street to cover their puppies with a rug when it rained! And the day when the Municipal Council, composed chiefly of Armenians decreed their destruction in the atrocious way the world knows,[1] there were battles in every quarter of the city, indeed almost a revolution to defend the dogs. As to cats, they never get out of the way of the inhabitants, knowing that passers by will leave them in peace. And at Broussa, in one of the adorable corners of that old Moslem city, there is a hospital for old or wounded storks who have not been able to escape the winter. Some of them are swathed in bandages, others have their legs in splints. When I visited the place, there was a senile owl there, who lived on charity, like the storks. . "

Pierre Loti was my literary hero, but he and his sick owl belonged to another age: the new era was being ushered in by the booming of the rival artilleries of Krupp and Creusot.

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1 There was a saying in Constantinople that when the Turk should rid himself of the race of dogs that had followed his nomad ancestors from the steppes of Central Asia, the city would cease to be Turkish. At the beginning of the nineteenth century, under Mahmoud the Reformer, an attempt was made to abolish them. They were taken to an island, but promptly swam back. Nearly a hundred years later, a merchant offered to put them all in a lethal chamber, intending to turn their skins into gloves, but even Abdul the Damned rejected this proposal. Under the Young Turk regime, however, it was felt that something should be done to creatures who merely lay in the sun, contemptuous of Progress, so they were collected in rubbish carts, with closed iron lids, and taken to the island of Oxyea, eight miles from Constantinople, where there was no water. Daily the lighter brought new dogs and those already on the island killed them in order to drink their blood. Eventually all died of thirst.


The Bloody Sultan: No Massacre for Dogs

Dogs of Istanbul; postcard published by Max Fruchtermann

Dogs of Istanbul

"...[A]nd in 1875 the empire was forced to declare bankruptcy."

In the last years of the empire, a French firm offered half a million francs to turn 150.000 street dogs in Istanbul into gloves. The Sultan — very hard pressed for cash — nobly refused. The dogs were locked up in an old tramp steamer and transported, howling and fighting to a waterless island (Hayirsizada) where they were turned loose.

Lords of the Horizons” Jason Goodwin, Henry Holt Co, NY, pgs. 311, 325.

Are Armenians & Greeks correct when they say Turks are for the birds?

From the Italian writer Edmondo de Amicis (1846-1909)'s book named "Istanbul"

Istanbul has a unique vivacity and elegance because of countless birds from all kinds, which Turks love and protect. Mosques, groves, ancient city walls, gardens, palaces, everything sings songs, boozes, tweets, warbles, chirps; the touch of the wings is felt everywhere, in every place there's liveliness and harmony. Sparrows courageously enter homes to bait from the hands of women and children; swallows build their nests on the doors of coffee houses or the domes of bazaars; innumerable flocks of pigeons that were fed by sultans or other people form circles of white and black around the minaret balconies and along the eaves of the domes. Seagulls fly with joy, thousands of doves make love under the cypresses of cemeteries; crows caw in Yedikule; vultures fly in circles; terns shuttle between Black Sea and Marmara in long lines, and storks chat on the kuppels of deserted mausoleums. For Turks, each of these birds has a beautiful meaning or a fortunate impression: Doves protect love, swallows protects the houses on which they build their nests from fire, storks go to Mecca for pilgrimage every winter, terns bring the good souls of believers to heaven. Hence with appreciation and devoutness, Turks preserve those birds and feed them, so the birds convive around their houses, above the sea, and amid the cemeteries. Everywhere in Istanbul, above people's heads, all around them there are birds; chirpy herds, which spread a pastoral joy and refresh you by renewing the sense of nature in your spirit, just pass you by, barely touching.

(With thanks to Damla Ozdemir for the translation.)

 "Thou shalt not kill inoffensive animals."

Though the Mohammedan religion may appear admirable and inspiring to the occasional unbiased observer, it nevertheless has certain faults which are a regular nuisance and caused us many unnecessary losses during the war. For instance, its precept: "Thou shalt not kill inoffensive animals." How often did I look on in dismay, and absolutely powerless to prevent it, while our kind-hearted askars, on a sunny day in the snow- covered mountains of the Caucasus, squatted around their camp-fires examining their underwear and instead of squeezing the cooties to death dropped them on the floor still alive; where- upon those cooties wagged their tails with appreciation and clambered immediately up the nearest soldier's leg to thrive and multiply.

Rafael de Nogales, "Memoirs of a Soldier of Fortune" (Garden City, NY, 1932).

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Tall Armenian Tale is a site that has much to do regarding Armenia, and the genocide that is found so captivating by Armenians. This is known as the Armenian genocide. It involves massacre (or massacres), deportation, atrocities, and is a kind of holocaust. Turkey is not quick to embrace this view. During the days of the Ottoman Empire, in the region known as Anatolia, and before Ataturk came to power, the Young Turks ruled the land. In the curriculum of many schools, you won't learn much about this. What you might learn is that they were responsible for Armenian massacres, generally in the year 1915. The Near East Relief was there to help out, particularly after the Armenian deportations came into full force. This was during the years of World War One, but these events continued after World War I. Was this a genocide? Should the curriculum of schools have genocide studies? And what about human rights..? This Armenian question was one that weighed heavily in plenty of minds. For example, Henry Morgenthau. Man, did he love the Armenians. Perhaps not as much as President Woodrow Wilson, however. They painted Enver Pasha as a villain, but the real evil fellow was Talaat Pasha... so they say. Jemal Pasha didn't get much respect. Admiral Mark Bristol, had other ideas.... particularly after the Treaty of Sevres failed to get ratified, and the Lausanne treaty took its place. Karabakh is another troubled area involving Armenians, better known as Nagorno-Karabakh, where Ethnic Cleansing of Azeris took place within the Occupied Azerbajani Territories. Ararat can be seen from Armenia. Heath Lowry is a professor the Armenians hate, with Justin McCarthy following close behind. However, they love Richard Hovannasian, much more than they do Dennis Papazian... but maybe not as much as Vahakn Dadrian. Bernard Lewis won't win any popularity contests with the Armenians, and they positively hate Sam Weems. Armenians feel much more comfortable with lies and deceit, involving forged documentation by the likes of Aram Andonian, and books like The Forty Days of Musa Dagh, written by Franz Werfel. Forget about books from Erich Feigl, such as The Myth of Terror. Forget even testimony from Armenians like Boghos Nubar, if they don't affirm the Armenian Genocide. They much prefer to cuddle up to Turcophobes like Britain's Lloyd George.