Saturday—Jeff
Not really, unless you’re a fawning, fanatic, faithful fan
of fiddling Emperor Nero’s approach to crises. But even if you are, with so
many catastrophes, looming and realized to choose from, the question is where
to begin.
Front and center in the world’s mind this week is, of course,
Covid-19 and its implications for our planet. But there’s no reason for me to
address that as my blogmate, Caro Ramsay, yesterday posted as poignant an essay
on what it means at the person-to-person level as anything I’ve ever read.
Bravo, Caro.
Between the coronavirus and US Presidential Primary
elections, and its attendant political machinations and shenanigans, there’s
very little else breaking into the American news cycle. Except, of course, for the ever more common horrendous
natural disasters, chronic confrontations involving Syria, Iran, Turkey,
Russia, and—lest we forget—Afghanistan, plus, of course, screenings of that updated
version of Bill Murray’s classic Groundhog
Day film, now titled “Israeli National Elections.”
As I see it, this week is good time to focus on the Eastern
Mediterranean basin, a perpetual source of intrigue and conflict. Turkey is
aggressively back to its old tricks of provoking military (and diplomatic)
confrontation with Greece in an effort to deflect domestic attention away from
its many self-generated problems—not the least of which is the “mini-war” it
started with Syria and Russia.
Having stepped on a land mine of its own planting along its
border with Syria, Turkey has turned up the pressure on the EU to step in and
save it from its miscalculation, by encouraging refugees to flood across its
borders with Greece, and then blaming Greece and the EU for the consequences.
Sort of like the jumpmaster who pushes you of a plane
without a parachute and blames the landing zone for the splat.
That’s not meant to be humorous. What’s happening to
refugees fleeing into Greece is a human disaster not just for them, but for the
West and its values.
A few weeks back I wrote an essay I intended to publish here
on what I saw as the looming refugee disaster there, but instead I submitted it
to “The Strand Magazine.” The day after
I submitted the article, the region went BOOM, which may explain why The Strand
titled the piece, “Musings From Cassandra: Could the West Have Anticipated This
Crisis?”
For those of you who haven’t seen the article, here it
is—though subscribing to The Strand Magazine would be a much appreciated
gesture:
Joseph
Stalin is quoted as saying, “The death of one man is a tragedy; the death of
millions is a statistic.” Today he might
say, “The death of one Iranian General sucks up the headlines, leaving millions
to suffer the consequences in anonymity.”
Continuing aggressive tactics by Turkey, the rapidly deteriorating
situation in Iran, Syria, and potentially Afghanistan, and endemic antipathy in
Europe toward refugees, portend a deepening crisis about to explode on Europe’s
doorstep. It’s one that most of the world chooses to ignore, but it shall not
go away.
We seem ill-equipped to process so much suffering and death
other than as a blur, yet in a single death we see the potential end of our own
existence. Perhaps that explains why innocents fleeing a frightening world not
of their making inevitably find themselves subconsciously dismissed from
popular attention behind the collective label “refugees.”
Whatever the explanation, we’re on the verge of an
escalating refugee crisis in the Eastern Mediterranean basin of the sort that’s
fueled brash nationalism and brought down European governments. Some consider it the severest challenge
confronting the West, while for others it’s a political hot potato they dare
not touch. May God have mercy on our
souls should COVID-19 or its like reach the camps.
I began thinking seriously about all of this when Greece
became ground zero for the refugee crisis, because it’s where I live, have
called home for thirty-five years, and utilize the fast-paced mystery thriller
format to address cutting-edge political and societal issues confronting
contemporary Greece.
About a decade ago I described Greece as “the European
Union’s immigration filter trap.” In 2015, amid Greece’s financial crisis, that
trap was overwhelmed. Within a matter of months, more that 600,000 refugees
fleeing the terrors of their homelands (mainly Syria), flooded across
treacherous seas from Turkey to the northeastern Aegean Greek island of
Lesvos.
Six-hundred-thousand is seven times Lesvos’ population. That’s the equivalent of more than 60 million
people landing by boat in New York City or 28 million in Los Angeles. Another
400,000 refugees found their way into Greece along other routes, bringing the
total number of refugees descending upon Greece in less than a year to one
million, or nearly ten percent of Greece’s population, virtually all hoping to
make it to northern Europe.
If ever a crisis called for a united EU response this was
it. Instead, the EU did little more than
confirm Greece as its de facto
primary refugee filter trap, holding pen, relocation center, hotspot, or
whatever other euphemism one wishes to use for concentration camp.
When governments cannot get their acts together, profiteers
take advantage. In this instance, refugee trafficking became a
multi-billion-euro industry in Turkey. The smugglers, their sex- and
labor-trafficking colleagues, ancillary businesses, and, of course, their
protectors, all became very rich.
It struck me as sheer madness to blindly adhere to practices
that engendered anger, resentment, and distrust across generations of souls
soon to be part of Western society. For
no matter what Western governments might wish, refugees would continue coming,
risking death if necessary, as long as they faced worse horrors in their
homelands.
As an author writing on the edge of societal change, I knew
this was a story I had to tell. But how?
My answer came when a photograph of a three-year-old child
found drowned on an Aegean beach galvanized world attention and sent
governments scurrying to act.
Stalin was right.
I had to put a human face to the
moneymakers, traffickers, terrorized families, activists, islanders,
politicians, press, and cops caught up in the refugee catastrophe that had
become a tipping point for society.
In telling their stories,
my characters hit upon a plan for addressing Lesvos’ crisis. Use ferryboats outfitted with medical,
social, and immigration services to process refugees picked up on shores now
ruled by traffickers. Address their claims with dignity and respect, and
deliver to welcome centers those granted entry for the next step in their
journey. For those denied entry, set
them ashore in safe harbors outside the EU. All for a cost far less than the
existing jumble of governmental policies and programs in shambles.
The idea appealed to some in
government, but it never came to pass. I guess I shouldn’t be that
disappointed, because the character advocating it in my book had his head
chopped off. I, on the other hand, got
to see my book, An Aegean April,
selected as one of the best books of 2018.
The continuing crisis gets little attention these days, but
not much has changed other than the numbers and sophistication of its
profiteers. Turkey still uses the
release of refugees as pawns in its disputes with Greece and the EU, and
Lesvos’ notorious Moria Refugee Camp currently houses six times its capacity in
what’s described as “the moral failure of Europe” by journalists, “hell” by its
inhabitants, and a “battleground” by islanders desperate to see their island
return to what it once was.
We’ll see if the West is ready for
what’s coming in 2020.
—Jeff
Jeff's 2020 Speaking Engagements and
Signings (in formation):
Monday, March 16, 2020, 11AM-2PM
Saddlebrooke, Arizona 85739
FRIENDS OF SADDLEBROOKE LIBRARIES
30th Anniversary Authors Luncheon
Mountainview Clubhouse
38692 Mountain View Blvd.
Author Speaking and Signing
Thursday, June 4--Sunday, June 7, 2020
BRISTOL, UK
CRIMEFEST—Mercure Bristol Grand Hotel
Panels yet to be announced
Thursday, October 15—Sunday, October 18
SACRAMENTO, CA
BOUCHERCON
Panels yet to be announced
We are watching the border situation closely in Greece but I suspect few 'back home' in the States have an inkling of its being. Of course 'back home' for us has been labeled by the Washington Post as 'the epicenter of Corona virus in the U.S.' so I can see why they may be preoccupied back there. You know the world has tilted when deciding to buy a box of disposable gloves at our village supermarket (just in case) I found three boxes. And all were dust covered. It made me smile - yes, sometimes we grasp even the smallest positives! Wash your hands and keep writing!
ReplyDeleteLet us just pray that the laid back nature we so love, proves to be right approach. Stay safe, and don't forget your Happy Birthday lyrics. :)
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ReplyDeleteThanks, Triss. It's truly explosive times.
DeleteGovernments rarely act until their populace demand it, and it's all too likely that people want to "defend the status quo" (i.e., "No floods of immigrants here!") Witness Brexit, for example, and Trumpism Isolationism in the U.S.
ReplyDeleteYou said, "May God have mercy on our souls should COVID-19 or its like reach the camps." The word 'should' should (alas) be replaced with 'when.' :-(((
Frankly, I think Brexit and Trumpism are more examples of people wanting to CHANGE the status quo--i.e., stagnant economic growth, a sense that only rich getting richer, politicians not responsive to the masses, and future looking bleak for at least some in the family.
DeleteAs for what happens when a government gets out ahead of its people, I think Germany is the textbook example of that when in 2015 Merkel said Germany would welcome a million refugees. That galvanized much that followed...and remains in camps to this day.