Westminster - October 23 - 1904
The Right Honourable Arthur Balfour, Prime Minister of the United Kingdom of Great Britain and Ireland was not having a Good Day.
To the Left of of him sat the Papers. The Sunday Times was characteristically restrained:
Royal Navy Destroyer Sunk by Russian Fleet
The Tabloids, to a man, had the words Russian, Murderers and Pirates scrawled across their front pages pages in various ways. One of them, a sister to one of the Evening Papers, simply read
War!
To his right, he had the Roll of Honour as printed in The Sunday Times: Ordered by Rank, Captain then First Mate, the listing winding it's way down the rank, neatly ordering those who died due to the work of Russian Gunnery (a thing which he had first questioned the existence of, given earlier debacles) for the Nation's perusal. A Separate list noted the Civilians killed.
On the other side of his desk sat a Civil Servant, awaiting his instructions.
As he saw it, he had two options:
1) Summon the Russian Ambassador, and declare War. He alone had that power.
They would win (of course,) but the Entente would be ruined, France outraged or even join with the Russians. By Default, Germany would grow stronger, getting contracts would otherwise be filled by British or French companies, as they would be otherwise engagement in War Production.
The Peace would be favorable, perhaps seizing Russia's Persian and Chinese concessions. Japan could have Manchuria. It would not likely be enough to make the war profitable.
However, it would guarantee him re-election.
2) Summon the Russian Ambassador, and accept the sizable remuneration and other concessions the Russians would offer to avoid war.
Cheap, profitable, perhaps even leverage the return of the Russian 'Second Pacific Squadron' to it's native Baltic. Keep France happy, help keep Germany down. On the face of it, a good move.
Political Suicide. The public wanted Russian blood, and he couldn't blame them.
There was another matter. The Russian Navy was the laughing stock of the world. And now it had sunk a Royal Naval vessel. The Weak bully the Weaker. If Russia sunk a Royal Naval vessel without the right retribution... Well then, the United Kingdom would be the laughing stock.
Both options were untenable: One, on the international level, one on the domestic.
And so, The Right Honourable Arthur Balfour, Prime Minister of the United Kingdom of Great Britain and Ireland, took the third option.
"Please Summon the French Ambassador"
The Right Honourable Arthur Balfour, Prime Minister of the United Kingdom of Great Britain and Ireland was not having a Good Day.
To the Left of of him sat the Papers. The Sunday Times was characteristically restrained:
Royal Navy Destroyer Sunk by Russian Fleet
The Tabloids, to a man, had the words Russian, Murderers and Pirates scrawled across their front pages pages in various ways. One of them, a sister to one of the Evening Papers, simply read
War!
To his right, he had the Roll of Honour as printed in The Sunday Times: Ordered by Rank, Captain then First Mate, the listing winding it's way down the rank, neatly ordering those who died due to the work of Russian Gunnery (a thing which he had first questioned the existence of, given earlier debacles) for the Nation's perusal. A Separate list noted the Civilians killed.
On the other side of his desk sat a Civil Servant, awaiting his instructions.
As he saw it, he had two options:
1) Summon the Russian Ambassador, and declare War. He alone had that power.
They would win (of course,) but the Entente would be ruined, France outraged or even join with the Russians. By Default, Germany would grow stronger, getting contracts would otherwise be filled by British or French companies, as they would be otherwise engagement in War Production.
The Peace would be favorable, perhaps seizing Russia's Persian and Chinese concessions. Japan could have Manchuria. It would not likely be enough to make the war profitable.
However, it would guarantee him re-election.
2) Summon the Russian Ambassador, and accept the sizable remuneration and other concessions the Russians would offer to avoid war.
Cheap, profitable, perhaps even leverage the return of the Russian 'Second Pacific Squadron' to it's native Baltic. Keep France happy, help keep Germany down. On the face of it, a good move.
Political Suicide. The public wanted Russian blood, and he couldn't blame them.
There was another matter. The Russian Navy was the laughing stock of the world. And now it had sunk a Royal Naval vessel. The Weak bully the Weaker. If Russia sunk a Royal Naval vessel without the right retribution... Well then, the United Kingdom would be the laughing stock.
Both options were untenable: One, on the international level, one on the domestic.
And so, The Right Honourable Arthur Balfour, Prime Minister of the United Kingdom of Great Britain and Ireland, took the third option.
"Please Summon the French Ambassador"