André
Glucksmann
Translated by Douglas
French original: "Russie:
le sacre du parrain"
(Le Monde, 2003/05/30)
In
The Man Without Qualities, a novel no diplomat should ignore,
Robert Musil recounts the final hours of a Europe destined to explode.
Vienna, capital of the Austro-Hungarian Empire, is mobilizing its elites.
Emperor Franz Josef, crowned in 1848, is four years away from celebrating
the 70th year of his reign. The Alles-Wien, Europe, the
entire world would soon pay homage to the emperor of peace.
With
grand speeches, grand words and grand things. The charitable would offer
their good works, the moral, their enoblements and the poets, their
poems. A planning committee for the 70th anniversary of the
advent of His Majesty stated: the Austro-global year shall
begin under the auspices of Capital and Culture.
None would ever know what this high-flown title signified. There wasnt
time. Sarajevo rang in the end of the game.
Who,
at the dawn of the 21st century, hears an echo of the nascent 20th?
Honestly! In what way does our Europe, the worlds greatest economic
power, which boasts refinements unknown to the roughneck soldiers from
across the Atlantic, resemble the Austro-Hungary bound to Capital
and Culture? Musil called parallel action
that boundless agitation that took hold of the best minds. Their total
involvement existed in parallel, so self-sufficient
that their chatter stretched out to infinity without ever encountering
reality. We have been as those sleeper-train travelers who
awake only at the moment of the trains collision. Only
a man without qualities, or a despairing Chechen, would think to compare
the jubilee of Franz Josef to the apotheosis of Vladimir.
The
poshest leaders on the planet will land on 30 May at Saint-Petersburg.
For its 300th anniversary, the city of Peter the Great will receive
45 heads of State, 13,000 foreign guests and 2,000 journalists. All
shall raise a glass to the health of the master of the house, Vladimir
Vladimirovitch Putin, who has been putting the finishing touches on
his apotheosis for three years.
The
VIPs will stay on the banks of the Gulf of Finland, in the palais Constantin,
the presidents balneary summer residence. They will travel by
yacht, on the official pretext that this avoids inconveniencing the
urban dwellers, displaced by the party. The façades
of the old buildings lining the avenues down which the official processions
will pass will be covered by trompe loeil panels, eliciting deplorable
comparisons to the Potemkin villages, mocks Konservator, a
liberal periodical in the Venice of the North... Doesnt this remind
you of something? Crimea, Catherine II, her lavish cruise on which crowned
heads were doted on by ambassadors, pet followers, men of letters, and
other token flatterers. The minister and lover Potemkin erected cardboard
decorations depicting order prosperity, luxury. And the majesty of an
empress to which a duly and sternly admonished people living in tatters
sang.
In
2003, the illustrious guests will show neither concern nor thought for
an agonizing population, half of which is fecundating under the poverty
line. They will not visit the thousands of abandoned industrial areas
where men lay about unemployed and drink, where women try to feed their
children, though it may mean prostituting themselves by the side of
the road. They will not see abandoned kids taking shelter in the train
stations, looking for customers.
Our
officials shall clink their glasses with the top brass who are bloodying
the Caucasus. They will dine by candlelight with the oligarchs who are
privatizing, or, as it so happens, pirating
the countrys riches. To their greater profit and to the glory
of a spy they made king. Having in ten years pulled off the biggest
hold-up in contemporary history, these corrupted ones, fewer than twenty,
are placing their new fortunes in the tax havens of the West.
They
will talk business. The Kremlin agit-prop points out that, in the last
two years, GDP has been rising modestly, leaving out the fact that this
statistical growth is due to the stability of global oil prices (for
how long?). The fundamentals of the Russian economy are
sinister, international experts observe. Capital flight continues. No
matter! Jacques Chirac is hoping to enlist Vladimir in his independent
Europe. The power in Brussels is dreaming of a euro zone from Porto
to Vladivostok. Anti- and pro-nuclear Germans have agreed to the construction
in the Urals of the greatest atomic dumping ground in the Universe.
Western Europe foresees colonizing Russia. Modernization,
they claim; a more politically correct euphemism. It remains to be seen
who is colonizing whom. On this point, by virtue of its experience,
Warsaw can hear with different ears: the Paris-Berlin-Moscow axis doesnt
fail to evoke bitter memories.
They
will talk war on terror. Putin will present his grand colonial
and genocidal deeds as so many exemplary contributions. Though it please
not the pacifists, in the Iraq-Chechnya contest of demolitions, the
Americans are the butt of jokes, while Russia takes pride in its immeasurable
ruins and while the dead in its wake are counted by the hundred thousand.
France
(private? public?) is offering its anti-war companion a tower for
peace: 17 meters of incantation of the word peace,
carved ad infinitum. Na zdorove! Champagne
and Chechen blood mixed for a strong cocktail. Emmanuel Kant wrote of
an inn beside a cemetery, fittingly baptized To Eternal Peace!
The irony of the Enlightenment will be cruelly absent at the banquet
table.
Forgive
Russia, ignore Germany, punish France. Strengthened by this precept,
George Bush (and his retinue of 700 people) will also come to make friends.
How long can he turn a blind eye to those godfather states, behind the
rogue ones he denounces, that support them? Would North Korea go nuclear
without the complicit silence and the material aid of China, Russia
and Pakistan? To his final hours, Saddam Hussein benefited from Moscows
weaponry. Who is selling nuclear reactors to Iran?
Once
the fanfare has died down, it will be time for sober thinking. Yes,
Russias potential for harm is immense! Second largest arms merchant
in the world. Second largest nuclear arsenal. Worlds largest circulating
currency with an unparalleled capacity for corruption. Yes, for these
reasons, we must negotiate with Putin, but not by first forsaking to
teach him good democratic manners!
Russia
has been drawn in opposite directions for centuries. On one side, despotism
and autocracy. On the other, the love of freedom spread by Russias
heroic culture without which Europe would be orphaned. Let our leaders
give no ground in matters of human rights! Let them demand of this country
that it respect the treaties it has signed! The war in Chechnya is not
a detail that can be drowned with an exchange of smiles. Peace in Chechnya
is crucial to the democratic future of Russia. Ilyas Akhmadov, an independentist
member of the Duma, is proposing the disarmament of the Chechen forces
and the simultaneous retreat of Russian troops. Condemning terrorism
wherever it may come from, seeking third-party mediation, an international
mandate for (UN) peacekeeping forces, putting off the alternatives of
independence or federation for another day, he is creating the beginnings
of authentic anti-terrorist peace. In Saint-Petersburg, the democrats
would do themselves honor in taking this into account. It is not for
them to set Putin right. It is for the president of the Russian Federation
to conduct himself without insulting humanity.
André
Glucksmann is a philosopher and essayist.