Wednesday, January 11, 2006

That's somebody's business besides the Turks

As the song goes:

Istanbul was Constantinople
Now it's Istanbul, not Constantinople
Been a long time gone, Constantinople
Now it's Turkish delight on a moonlit night

Every gal in Constantinople
Lives in Istanbul, not Constantinople
So if you've a date in Constantinople
She'll be waiting in Istanbul

Even old New York was once New Amsterdam
Why they changed it I can't say
People just liked it better that way

So take me back to Constantinople
No, you can't go back to Constantinople
Been a long time gone, Constantinople
Why did Constantinople get the works
That's nobody's business but the Turks

Istanbul (Istanbul)
Istanbul (Istanbul)
Even old New York was once New Amsterdam
Why they changed it I can't say
People just liked it better that way

Istanbul was Constantinople
Now it's Istanbul, not Constantinople
Been a long time gone, Constantinople
Why did Constantinople get the works
That's nobody's business but the Turks

So take me back to Constantinople
No, you can't go back to Constantinople
Been a long time gone, Constantinople
Why did Constantinople get the works
That's nobody's business but the Turks

Istanbul

I was reminded recently of this old ditty, which was ancient back in the day when They Might Be Giants recorded it. It turns out that while the Turks certainly did have they final say on changing the name of this ancient city, it actually wasn't completely there "business."

Constantinople was the Eastern capital of the Roman Empire, and was also called Byzantium, almost interchangeably even after it was renamed after the Emperor Constantine. Even after Rome fell under the sway of Barbarian tribes from Northern Europe, the Eastern empire soldiered on for centuries as an outpost of learning and Christianity. It was never powerful enough to hold much sway beyond it's immediate borders, but it remained a cultural center with sufficient military power to hold back the Islamic forces throwing themselves against it.

One of the secrets of Constantinople's success was its location on the Golden Horn of Asia Minor. This was a peninsula jutting out from the land which could be easily defended by a thick, stout wall. The sea approaches were guarded by a navy and high sea walls. The harbor was defended by a thick chain that kept enemy ships from entering. Constantinople also held the secret of Greek Fire, a kind of medieval napalm which burned even when wet. The Roman military tradition also evolved into one of the more advanced medieval militaries. Constantinople also counted on assistance from the Christian countries of Europe. These advantages allowed Constantinople to cultivate an image of invincibility.

However, there was a rotting core to Constantinople -- politics. Even today, "Byzantine" is the word used to describe complicated conspiracies aimed at backstabbing political rivals and turning the tables on opponents. And eventually this penchant for intrigue and plots pitted the competitions of Byzantine rulers against the cold hard cash they owed to Italian merchants and traders.

As it happened, the Fourth Crusade was about to begin, and thousands of veteran soldiers from across Western Europe sought passage to the Holy Land in order to fight the Infidel. They needed these same Italian merchants to provide ships for transport. "Sure," said the Italians, "but instead of paying us, we'll take you over IF you help us recoup payment out of these Byzantine princes who owe us big money." The crusaders were diverted to Constantinople, and instead of fighting the Muslims, they sought a way to invade Constantinople.

The operations was brilliant, and shows that medieval warfare could be highly sophisticated and ingenious. The crusaders launched a land assault on the tower which held the far end of the harbor defense chain. It was taken, and the chain was cut. An amphibious assault was launched against Byzantine shore defense, and crusader ships were run aground. These ships dropped ramps, and armored cavalry galloped straight off the decks. Other ships were mounted with siege towers (called belfries) and the seawalls were attacked in this manner. With the strongest parts of the Byzantine defense collapsed, an ordinary siege was eventually successful, and the crusaders were able to breach the city and sacked it for several days.

Then they went home with the loot. Most of them never set foot in the Holy Land. Few of them ever saw their avowed muslim enemies.

And the myth of Constantinople's invulnerability was shattered by its own Christian allies. The defenses of the city never recovered. Within a short space of time, the Turks also attacked and defeated Constantinople's guardians. It became their capital and all the Christian churches and cathedrals were reconsecrated as Muslim mosques.

10 comments:

Anonymous said...

I also take credit for adopting the pagan rituals of the spring fertility right and celebrating the first day noticibly longer after the winter solstice to christianity.

Holy Mother Eph said...

The violent and agressive history of Christianity often seems in sharp contrast with its teachings. They were always picking fights, in the name of God, thinking they were saving everyone. I could be wrong, but it seems killing your neighbor is not the best way to love your neighbor. Defending or protecting others from evil and harm is an entirely different subject, but I don't really think that unpaid debts count as evil or harm. Depends on how big the debt is, maybe. Couldn't they just harass them somehow, like bill collector's do today? I guess the whole situation was just convenient. The Christians had a duty to God...the Italians wanted their riches back...and there were no phones or repo agencies.

Btw...jrf...I think someone mentioned it before, but I think you should change your archive method on your page. It takes forever to download and for those of us with slugs for internet connections, we go crazy waiting to see what new amusements you've posted.

jrf said...

In signo vinces

The Emperor Constantine famously had a vision of Christ and the cross blazing through the sky on the eve of a monumental battle. The Emperor instructed his legions to paint the cross on their shields. The legions cut through the barbarian hordes and won the day. Thereafter, Christianity became the state religion of Rome, and ensured the religion's survival.

Christianity has two births, one in the simple, righteous Judaic traditions of the Israeli hills; the other in the conquest of a mighty empire. Both times it was born in blood and violence, but both as vitim and perpetrator.

That helps to explain the tension between the two natures of Christianity.

Holy Mother Eph said...

Aha...fiat lux.

Anonymous said...

Nice HMF. I like that. Two words and I go on a research journey for the meaning. I find the full phrase, where it was written. I also came a cross a quicktime short movie "Fiat lux" that is interesting.

jrf said...

BTW,
my swiss cheese memory caused me to screw up my Latin phrase. It should be:
In Hoc Signo Vinces

Sorry about that, my Latin is a little rusty from lack of daily use. It's still better than my Japanese

Anonymous said...

"In Hock" sounds like a good chunk of America

Anonymous said...

holy mother eph,

If you open a particular article by clicking on the name on the top left of the page, (instead of viewing everything on the home page) things seem to move much quicker.

Anonymous said...

Bet the Turks didn't have one of these gadgets

Anonymous said...

Bangkok!
Oriental setting
And the city don't know what the city is getting
The créme de la créme of the chess world in a
Show with everything but Yul Brynner

Time flies doesn't seem a minute
Since the Tyrolean spa has the chess boys in it
All change dom't you know that when you
Play at this level there's no ordianry venue

It's Iceland or the Philippines or Hastings or this place

One night in Bankok and the worlds's your oyster
The bars are temples but the pearls ain't free
You'll find a god in every golden cloister
And if you're lucky then the god's a she
I can feel an angel sliding up to me

One town is very like another
When you head's down over your pieces brother

Tea girls warm and sweet (warm sweet)
Some are set up in the Somerset Maugham suite
Get Thai'd you're talking to a tourist
Whose every move's among the purest
I get my kicks above the waistline sunshine

One night in Bankok makes a hard man humble
Not much between despair and ecstasy
One night in Bankok an the tough guys tumble
Can't bee to careful with your comapny
I can feel the devil walking next to me

Siam's gotta be the witness
To the ultimate test of cerebral fitness
This grips me more than would a
Muddy old river or reclining Buddha

And thank god I'm only watching the game
Controlling it

I don't see you guys rating
The kind of mate I'm contemplating
I'd let you watch I would invite you
But the queens wee use would not excite you

So you'd better go back to your bars
your temples
your massage parlours

One night in Bankok and the worlds's your oyster
The bars are temples but the pearls ain't free
You'll find a god in every golden cloister
A little flesh a little history
I can feel an angel sliding up to me

One night in Bankok makes a hard man humble
Not much between despair and ecstasy
One night in Bankok an the tough guys tumble
Can't bee to careful with your comapny
I can feel a devil walking next to me