TLIAW: Failed Miserably

Japhy

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So Ireland goes loose -- and it seems the Whites have a leader and the Reds have the SRs in Russia... very interesting!

Well, I mean Lenin originally worked with the Left SRs, so it's not totally mad.

The whole of Ireland is gone? The Ulster too?

As far as London's ability to influence events at the present, yes. If the whole of Ireland will be gone permanently is up to the paramilitaries and the Entente.
 

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Part V: Lustgarten

Pudgy fighters held the Enfield rifle aloft, it was necessary for the speaker to grip the center of the stock as he did so, in no small part because he could probably not fit his finger into the trigger guard for a more dramatic pose and a round shot upwards. The straps of the Tin Hat atop his thinning, nearly balding comb-over dangled down from their sides sides. The high boots, better suited for duck hunting than combat were loose, their tongues hanging out, preventing too much movement, had the large man ever had interest in moving about much.

An observer moving inward from that rough outer frame, would the speaker on the platform had the body to match the comically thick fingers. that his pinstriped jacket, with its high starched collar and length that went down to his knees was either high fashion or maybe a few years behind the style --- even accounting for the war.

He looked like a mostly used up butler. Or a small town shopkeeper. Or at best, a semi-prosperous merchant, probably of fish.

But for all that, and looking like he’d walked out of a badly done political cartoon, he could speak. The massive crowd that had formed to hear him give this address was enraptured by his every word, his every gesture, and now this dramatic act of holding up what was most likely a deserters’ rifle and helmet.
Raymond Asquith, watching from the back of the crowd, atop a park bench he had been able to procure a spot on by trading a pack of cigarettes to the young lady who had been its previous denizen. Watching the fat man speak, part of him, his father’s son as able to laugh internally at the ridiculousness of the scene. But the part of him that had been shot three times on his rise to battalion command, who had barely made it out of Sevenoaks alive, found itself being just as taken in by what he knew was a con man.

Horatio Bottomley waved the rifle about like a madman, as he continued on, somehow still speaking with his booming voice but still being well heard.

“...and as they fight on for their very lives, their lives I say, and the freedom to not be murdered in their beds by Socialists, Fenian's, the Huns and the Frogs, who here says they stand with them?” They being the ‘Brave Orangemen and their proud, simple, patriotic families’. The who in turn being, based on the shouts, nearly the entire crowd, all good John Bull readers that they were.

“Oh, I know you all do. I say, Yes! Yes I know you all do, as any true British patriot would stand with their brothers and sisters in the face of such enemies and traitors! But we have been betrayed!”

The crowd went mad, boos and hisses and cries filled the air, and Bottomley smiled. Asquith himself didn’t, was vaguely aware of where this was going, and was well informed enough to know it wasn’t true. And yet… Flashes of the last fights came to mind, and of chances lost, time and again in Anatolia.

“We have been betrayed time and time again!” Shouted the one-time Liberal MP. “This whole war, from the start, has seen us betrayed as we fought for Christianity and Civilization, by American Cowardice, Russian Radicals, Shylock Bankers, by a ration system that has left us all on the brink of starvation;” The rational part of Asquith’s mind noted dryly that for all the empty stomachs in the the country, even in the army, this man appeared to have been little tried by the Potato Winter last year “And now when our brothers need us most, when we’ve been made to toss in the towel and surrender when we were about to break the Huns and Goths at our gates, we are betrayed once more. Betrayed into leaving out brothers and sisters to die by the Huns in Westminster and the Huns in High Places!”

‘Huns in High Places’, Asquith suddenly knew was going to be a term he’d be hearing a lot from now on, if only because of the hysteria that swept this crowd. He couldn’t wager how well it would play elsewhere, but if this was any portent of things to come…

“Who handed the country over to his Prussian Paymasters?” A momentary beat. “Battenberg!” He shrieked in response to his own question.

“Who is selling Ireland to these Republican Bomb tossers?” This time he was not alone in responding as when he pumped his rifle into the air again, more than a few voiced joined in “Battenberg!” Came the rumble.

“Who has sold out Ulster, who has abandoned the Union to cripple the nation? Who sabotaged the fleet and handed our plans to the Huns? Who moves to install himself as our new Prince under his dear dear Kaiser?”

“Battenberg! Battenberg! Battenberg!” The chant rose up.

The crowd was verging on a mob. The Major wondered to himself for a moment what horror was about to unfold, knowing full well that nothing on earth was going to stop a riot now.

“And who has backed him to the hilt? Installed him in power and ousted Kitchener to cripple the land? Who had eaten well at Balmoral? Who has always wanted his cousin to win?”

For the love of God… Asquith thought to himself, suddenly aware that this trip had been a nightmarish mistake. That his father’s thoughts of running him for office in the now-inevitable General Election was madness, that he wanted no more of this, not when there was no damned difference between the Ionian Coast and Central London now.

The crowd, enraged, for a moment seemed staggered by the enormity of the accusation. At least a handful of people in the crowd booed. Someone attempted to sing the national anthem, as out of place as that was for any Englishmen to do on the fly.

But Bottomley had the crowd and knew how to press it, as he had throughout the war with his reactionary paper and odd little money trades. “I will tell you who, the Hun in the highest place of all. At the very top! The Huns in the Palace!”

And just like that, everything changed. The crowd surged forward and the fat man with the fat hands awkwardly handled the bolt on his rifle and aimed it skyward. “Ulster has been betrayed! The BEF has been betrayed! We have all been betrayed! You were all supposed to starve while they sat out the war with ease! They are nothing but traitors!"

And for one perfect pause, it seemed all the world waited in anticipation for the conclusion to the insanity.

"And we all know what England Expects its sons must do in the face of Treason!”

Asquith was already off the bench and rushing back towards the ends of the square, towards a back alley, away from it all, when a single shot cracked and cheers erupted. It had become rapidly, far more terrifying than any engagement of the war had ever been for him.​
 
And while the boys were dying on the trenches, Bottomley was happily living in London. Not to mention all the boys killed by his shitty articles...
 
It's going to be interesting to see how this Dolchstosslegende (although we'll need an English word) and the hostility to the German royalty forms England going forward.

Also, given that Britain is an island, it'll be interesting to see if it has any parallels to that other imperial island nation half-way around the globe....
 

Japhy

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It's going to be interesting to see how this Dolchstosslegende (although we'll need an English word) and the hostility to the German royalty forms England going forward.

I thought "Huns in High Places" was a pretty good turn of phrase myself. Also Stab in the Back or Stab-in-the-back seems perfectly legitimate.

Also, given that Britain is an island, it'll be interesting to see if it has any parallels to that other imperial island nation half-way around the globe....

I mean while I'm mostly going for making it a tonal analog of Germany (If that makes any sense) I think its inevitable that things from other various loser nations of the First World War are going to probably pop up. Along with various unique aspects based on potential things that almost, or could have happened in the big loser or the other losers.

Anyway, I'm working on an update I hope to have up before it gets too late, I've really blown the Weekend part of this but its admittedly more fun that "Two posts in 1918 and then on to 1924". Hopefully the "A While" can at least be under a month.
 

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Part VI: Pabst's Horse Guards

The Armistice Riots were declared a politically based upheaval even as the police and military forces were still firing their Lewis guns and firing tear gas into crowds. While the political movement whose doorstep they were placed on changed over the time, this supposed fact would remain near the center of the Post-War events of Britain for nearly the next fifty years.

In fact, the riots, while seeing radicals from all political stripes being involved either in helping incite them or being involved in them, were primarily drive by the food crisis in the country.

Since the start of the war Imperial S-Boats had ventured from their bombardment-proof pens on the Bay of Biscay, originally as a small and nearly insignificant force, but with ever more numbers. Augmented by their German counterparts of the U-Boat Service and eventually by squadrons of Battlecruisers being redeployed from battle line service and various other commerce raiders, they had succeeded in creating an irregular, if ever-tightening blockade around the British Isles. Inevitably for an archipelago which could not produce enough food for complete self-sufficiency the results proved painful.

Rationing had been introduced in 1915 after panic buying and the Ministry of Food had been forced throughout the following two years to ever decrease the total amount of daily calories and nutrients available to every Briton. David Lloyd George, one of the Liberals brought into the Kitchener coalition, had led the ministry from its inception was praised for his work in making sure that the rations and the eventual cuts were as even as possible. By the time of the armistice food rations were down to a dangerously low 2200 calories a day, barely above necessary survival levels with protein having dropped well below necessary amounts.

While the armistice meant that the blockade had effectively ended, the Entente had next to nothing to spare themselves --- Germany would maintain rationing for another year domestically --- and aid from the Americas proved slow to organize after years of massive shipping losses tied with the program of American neutrality after the election of President Wilson in 1916. The result was that for the whole of 1918 numbers would not improve, and that in turn led to desperation.

While these bread riots, as they were in fact, stretched from Hastings to Inverness, it is perhaps inevitable that results aside, London’s riot became the event that seared itself into the popular consciousness to this day. Be it the historical facts of Horatio Bottomley shooting his rifle in the air or armed march in Limehouse of a British Socialist Party contingent to break open a government warehouse, or the myths of apocryphal Black and Tans on the loose or Communists lynching store keepers and landlords in drumhead show trials or Irish bombs detonating across the city, there was plenty to go with. Fires broke out, police stations were sacked, horrors of murder and rape took place.

Smuts was forced to rush in what parts of the army were at hand, battalions that had been about to be disarmed as part of the ceasefire, who were battered, ill-equipt and ready to go home. Those men, tired of the blood they had seen, were ordered to fix bayonets and charge into the crowds. Some did, as at Hyde Park, with monstrous results. Others, such as those sent to arrest the SLP militia in Limehouse, went over, or joined Bottomley’s Pogrom. Still others, such as several companies of the Princess Patricia’s Canadian Light Infantry sent to restore order on Croydon listened to their orders, looked at the gaunt faces in the crowd, told their officers where to put it and marched back to camp in an orderly fashion.

The PPCLI’s disinterest in massacre was the most common response, notable only in that by not being Britons, they lacked the ability to simply desert and go home. As a matter of fact, they, and the other regiments were probably not even needed. Most rioters, having gained some bread, cheese, meat (If they were lucky) or looted goods were content to go home that evening, even Bottomley’s Hunt for Huns petered out, with small gangs of murderers being easily taken in or defeated by the Metropolitan Police, armed as it was at present.

But panic had set in with the Government. It was assumed that most, if not all of the deserters or mutineers who refused to leave their camp were inevitably going to join in the riot, the fact that a few hundred men had decided to chat with the Socialists for a few hours struck Smuts and his inner circle of staff at the War Ministry to be the opening shots of revolution, no different from the Left SRs in Russia who were already receiving undue credit for the previous years overthrow of the Czar.

The solution, when it was found was a simple, if nightmarish one. Early the next day the streets of London echoed with the sound of engines and treads. With Major-General Capper arrived in the city with what was left of his Tankers, a minuscule force compared to what had charged across the South of England a matter of days before, but politically loyal, and having had enough time to repair the earliest breakdowns, which had thus been lucky enough not to fall into the Entente bag.

June 28th would see the riots collapse, in the face of shot and shell. And under the horror of tank treads and horses hooves. With hundreds dead, both in the civilian population and with the military, and the mass arrest of any soldier found in uniform but not with his unit or proper papers order was for the moment seemingly restored in the city of London. The Tank Corp, had proven its worth to Milford Haven in a role much different than the one it had failed in for Kitchener. Along with the scratch force of Cavalry and Pro-Government Infantry and Artillery that joined, it would serve as the core of a new force that would develop over the next several weeks with monstrous effect.

Across the rest of England, stunned horror, disbelief, and exhaustion followed the crushing of the London riots. Horatio Bottomley, Henry Hamilton Beamish, and a plethora of British Socialist Party, Independent Labour Party, Labour, Irish and Radical politicians as well as Trade Unionists, Newspapermen, and pacifists were detained. A disorganized series of lynchings spread with evil result.

World opinion was transformed overnight. Woodrow Wilson had been preparing his acceptance of the British request for mediation when violence broke out in Ireland, and had thus put his plans for a World Congress on hold, waiting for at least a general stabilization of the situation before announcing his interest in leading the world to a New Era. France had been interesting but the nation turned rapidly against Wilson’s vision as news from London arrived, and political opposition forced Wilson to drop the matter, and the prohibit as he had in the war, stabilizing loans from Wall Street to the Bank of England.

While the King, His Prime Minister and Smuts had secured their own positions for the time being, Sympathy for the “Determined and Stoic English” had been extinguished. Wilson’s twelve-point plan for peace, the best option Britain could have received, and that exhausted Berlin and Paris would have had little option but to embrace, died with the children and mothers under Capper’s treads. As a result, London was forced to try and push a Swedish-Norwegian offer for negotiations, while Berlin and Paris would begin discussions as to which proxy, Belgium or the Netherlands would be the one they forced upon their defeated foe.

And so, though none in the leadership knew it at the time, the end was coming, not just for the current regime, but for the entire government and the King.​
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Thoughts, comments and criticisms are all sought and appreciated. If any Brits think this is a load of crap, please let me know.
 
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Japhy

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I'm only a damned Colonial myself, but I'm loving this so far - please do keep going!

Glad the colonials enjoy it. Especially you Tsar, means a lot to get support from a good author like yourself.

It's stunning to imagine that Britain may have gone down like that.

Honestly, I wouldn't say it's that shocking. Plenty of British riots in history had been crushed with heavy force. In defeat, with political aspects it's not all that crazy to see it rear it's head again, not all that shocking compared to most of the world in bad times.

And all in all,this is still probably going better than things in the crony democracy of Italy, the pseudo parliamentary democracy of Germany, South Africa in the Rand Rebellion or other such moments of Democratic collapse IOTL. British troops without Prussian Militarism or what without Cardoza-infused proto fascism by and large did the morally right thing here, it was small forces that actually acted brutally. Same is true with most rioters who are simply desperately seeking relief from near-Starvation rations.
 
It's stunning to imagine that Britain may have gone down like that.

The British army out tanks on the streets of Glasgow in 1919, albeit with nowhere near the same level of bloodshed here. With starvation and enemy troops on British soil it's fairly easy to imagine that worsening, and spreading across the country.

Fantastic stuff here Japhy, I'd say 'pulpy' due to the nature of the invasion literature of OTL being realised if everything wasn't so literal. Boer concentration camps trump 'Wooden Decks' from the Jimmy Stewart vignette, the former actually took place. Looking forward to more, my only real quibble is that 'President Wilson' as a player is going to be confusing to some readers after Horace Wilson assumes direct control of The Third Empire.
 
Woodrow Wilson had been preparing his acceptance of the British request for meditation.
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:D Anyway, in scenarios of French victory over the United Kingdom I've though of, I always have included the food shortage as a major reason for British defeat, slightly expanding the OTL German strategy during WWI, but then I included the United States in the game.
That said, I smile thinking of such an English defeat (even if I'm somewhat anglophile, but here, it's more about supporting my 'history' team).

A difference marked here between France and the British Isles is the agricultural sector. Until even the second world war, France was still a largely agricultural country, so I wonder if Milford Haven could have thought buying some food from France, even at the cost of willingly giving up some colonies (even if I doubt he could have the choice, given the oncoming peace negociations), and if transportation is a problem, ships from some neutral country could be used. I think to something like what Hoover did for Germany and Russia IOTL.
 
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Japhy

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The British army out tanks on the streets of Glasgow in 1919, albeit with nowhere near the same level of bloodshed here. With starvation and enemy troops on British soil it's fairly easy to imagine that worsening, and spreading across the country.

Fantastic stuff here Japhy, I'd say 'pulpy' due to the nature of the invasion literature of OTL being realised if everything wasn't so literal. Boer concentration camps trump 'Wooden Decks' from the Jimmy Stewart vignette, the former actually took place. Looking forward to more, my only real quibble is that 'President Wilson' as a player is going to be confusing to some readers after Horace Wilson assumes direct control of The Third Empire.

I'd have no problem with it being pulpy or cliche-filled, I'm done pretending that I'm a high end writer like the rest of you, its all explosions and bombs for me, forever.

The support really is appreciated though, I'm glad I'm meeting your standards. And that its on par with my favorite Vignette.

That said I can swear, that Horace Wilson, inevitable British Establishment dictator because he got listed on Wikipedia as an appeaser once for some reason, will not be appearing in this timeline.

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Thanks for that, rather silly mistake to have made, so I'm glad to be able to fix it.

:D Anyway, in scenarios of French victory over the United Kingdom I've though of, I always have included the food shortage as a major reason for British defeat, slightly expanding the OTL German strategy during WWI, but then I included the United States in the game.
That said, I smile thinking of such an English defeat (even if I'm somewhat anglophile, but here, it's more about supporting my 'history' team).

A difference marked here between France and the British Isles is the agricultural sector. Until even the second world war, France was still a largely agricultural country, so I wonder if Milford Haven could have thought buying some food from France, even at the cost of willingly giving up some colonies (even if I doubt he could have the choice, given the oncoming peace negociations), and if transportation is a problem, ships from some neutral country could be used. I think to something like what Hoover did for Germany and Russia IOTL.

In all honesty (1) The French aren't going to be that willing to send food over until the war is finally settled, while the Entente here is being more liberal with the armistice than the IOTL Entente was, its not going to provide the thing that boosts the British position more than anything else they could do besides a withdrawl from the Island. (2) Germany on the other hand can't feed itself, and with the British navy having been a factor until the start of the month, was from its own ports, effectively blockaded the whole war. French food exports are inevitably going to its Allies in Germany and the Hapsburg Empire. (3) While international trade is going to begin, there hasn't been enough time to actively improve the food situation before the riots took place. Yes Hoover did just that IOTL, but he was able to do that in 1918 because the US was actively in the war already, his Belgian relief before that took much longer to take off for example.
 

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[Self-shaming Bump to get this underway again, even if its not going to meaningfully be a TLIAW anymore]

Update incoming.
 

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Part VII:The Calm
To be frank about the subject, British Politics by the time of the Armistice Riots had become a mess. Every pre-war party, regardless of political position had been divided by the war, and the coalition. New parties had sprung up and gained ground and lost it. And extra-political organizations had found new powers in new spheres as the conflict had dragged on.

The Kitchener Coalition had been built after the failure of the Balfour War Government to bring in membership from the Conservatives --- Unionists and Liberal Unionists as well --- the Liberals, the Irish Parliamentarians, and Labour. By-elections though the war had brought in a spattering of others, National Democrats, Nationalists, Silver Badgers, and in once case a National Socialist. Trade Unionists and The City, The Press and the Patriotic Orders had all been brought in with coupon-based elections and a liberal serving of titles handed out. A barely united jumble at the top would be what Historians would one day coin “The King’s Party”, men like Kitchener, French and later Milford Haven and Smuts whose primary political base, loyalties, and obligations lay not with organizations but with the monarch.

The opposition benches proved no more organized, Austen Chamberlain, Herbert Asquith, and Ramsay MacDonald all brood about with their own motley collections of “Tory” Conservatives, Independent Progressives, Anti-Coalition Labour, Independent Labour, and others. While their numbers quietly swelled with the departure of Kitchener its not enough to make up for years of quiet arrests and the problems of at least two of those leaders having partaken in the 1915-1918 Coalition before breaking with them.

Under Lord Kitchener certain myths were easier to perpetuate. He was a man greatness had so obviously been thrust upon, an arthurian figure brought in to help co-ordinate and then, with a universal cry, been made to lead the war effort. The fact he was a Lord caused little trouble, with so many great men of the parties representing his cause in the Commons. And a government of all talents with excellent PR had silenced nearly all critics, at least in the eyes of the newspaper reading public. By the time the Royal Tank Corps had finished their work though, the days of a Unified United Kingdom and a Ministry of All Talents was long past.

While Kitchener had faced little trouble and the Earl of Rosebery had faced no challenges leading the nation from the Lords as late as 1901, the country could not accept a German-born admiral selected only by the fiat of the King, especially as the final hopes of victory seemed snatched from them. Nearly all historians agree that the pressure was there, nearly as soon as the Armistice broke for a General Election, one which Mountbatten, hoping it seems to be a Sin-Eater for the Nation in its darkest hour, was unwilling to call for, fully aware that new results would bring an end to the King’s Party rule.

But while the people were disgusted and ever more interested in a change of regime, and the King’s Party consisting at this point of no one but the Monarch, his German Prince of a Prime Minister and their One-time Boer Commando Minister for War had next to no support from the coalition it supposedly lead, one thing prevented any change of the status quo --- if one can call the times that, with Entente Troops within a few hours drive of London --- the fact that no one in that Coalition or in the Opposition had any interest in toppling the government. The prize of being the one to have to sign the peace treaty with l’Emperur and the Kaisers being one none was interested in gaining.

And so, it seemed for the moment that the Armistice Riots had no effect. Nothing it seemed changed. But in fact this was far from true. Though not notable at the time, with the number of MPs missing from the chamber raised with more arrests, the two three members of the British Socialist Party would leave the Commons on their own account in the days after the riots, that organization not returning to the chamber for the next three years.

Far more coverage would be devoted to the absence of the the reactionary right members also held under the Defense of the Realm Act. Not to mention, of course the disappearance of nearly all of the Irish Parliamentary Party.

The first two weeks of July would thus prove quiet ones. The Entente would in the end accept the Belgian offer for negotiations and Donald Maclean was duly sent to Bruges. The Germans and French executed scores of hostages in the coastal ports and the nation gritted its teeth. Prisons ever-so-quietly overflowed. The Royal Tank Corps numbers grew as it sat outside of the London Suburbs, in new camps, and were augmented by men selected from the other regiments of the remaining army. Other men were discharged, reorganized, or deserted. The pathetic remnants of the Navy either loitered in London and the Scottish Highlands or sailed their pathetic remnants to Wilhelmshaven under German guns. And Ireland burned with murder and atrocity.

But it was still quiet.

Until it wasn’t.​
 

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Part VIII: Paris
While Lord Kitchener had failed to stop the Invasion, he was right to believe that the Entente would have broken in the face of a major defeat. The proof appeared in Bruges, as the alliance collapsed in the face of Victory.

Representatives of two Kaisers, one Emperor, and a Tsar did the real work with their massive committees, the Deputy Prime Minister of the United Kingdom, holding a position that no one took any value in, having just been created for himself, and eventually representatives from the other Commonwealth nations, the Ottomans, and Portuguese, were for practical purposes kept in the complete dark while their respective treaties were hashed out between partners that had drastically divergent views of what the post-war world would need to look like.

The Bulgarians, whose assault on Constantinople had been the damned fool thing to turn off the lights and start the fires, of course had say in British affairs, spending most of the conference trying to gain as much territory in Anatolia as possible in spite of the combined weight of Berlin, Budapest, Paris and Vienna. The British Army in Salonica had been besieged by a majority Bulgarian Force, and as such there was hope in the regime in Tsargrad that such could be traded into a colonial possession, talk ranging from Malta to the Levant or the Horn of Africa.

Berlin of course, dreamed that the war would mark their final triumph, and the conference would serve to gain them their place in the sun, as the dominant power in Europe and the leading European power in the world. Inevitably, neither Habsburg or Bonaparte was particularly keen to drop a knee to Wilhelm in this manner, creating one of the big sticking points of the conference, the Prussian need for secret clauses on dealing with the neutral and already defeated powers of Europe, and the public clauses carving up the British Empire.

Vienna, under Franz Ferdinand simply sought calm. With Italy defeated, Serbia isolated, mountains of concessions having had to be offered to the various nationalities, and the power of the military had been united and empowered by victories the monarchy had the first chance chance at security in seventy years. The only problem left seemed to be the political chaos of the East. With the threat of the Popular Front casting a shadow over an Empire that had seen a sharp uptick of labor unrest, the weakening Britain needed to be strategically planned, to empower the Entente while preventing the horrors of a Wobbly Scotland or a Leninist London, the horror of a radical Ireland was more than enough to see the Austrian and Hungarian representatives see eye-to-eye mostly. While some talk was made about colonies, the Habsburg Kaiser was far more interested in revising the fate of the Eastern concessions taken from Russia.

Geography had played against the two of them though when it came to British policy. A few Austrian torpedo boat crews had partaken in the running battle across the channel and a Hungarian-Croatian brigade had been attached to a Bavarian Division which landed near Dover, but beyond that neither ally had taken part in the decisive campaign of the war against Britain. As such their main power would come from their conversations with the French and Germans and helping one or the other come out on top.

Berlin and Paris were trapped with each other. While it had been French grain that fed the German workers in their factories, it had been German workers who made the helmets, guns, gas and munitions that had kept the French soldier in the field. Neither nation could offer a united front on its own about what to do with the British, much less agree with the other.

Suez had been an easy enough issue, as the old Anglo-French co-ownership was restored and transferred to a Franco-German one. For colonies sized in the war, restoration to their proper Entente overlords. But everyone dreamed of dominating India, and dispatched fleets to do so. And all dreamed of rewriting the map of Africa, wiping out in swift strokes the empires of Britain and Portugal who had been foolish enough to follow her into war. The matter was simply how.

In the German Camp, Chancellor Kapp was fervent in his belief in the hardest of hardline stances. His plan would see the German though make relatively minor gains in Africa --- all of the Portuguese Empire, from Mozambique to Katanga to Cape Verde, along with a few British Colonies, such as that of the lands of the British South Africa Company --- with his primary focus being in the east. Ceylon, Malaya, Borneo, Singapore and Calcutta and Hong Kong should all, he belived, fly the German Flag. India as a series of German protectorates would be secured with military force, a Political office, and a few concessions to the French.

His sovereign on the other hand was erratic. Wilhelm II, never a calm and consistent man, could at lunch one day be utterly convinced that the only justified settlement of the end of the war was to create some sort of vast German Raj in East Africa, with complete Independence for the Indians, to insisting at midday that Germany’s future lay in keeping Britain strong in India, and using that as a springboard to conquer China for Germany’s Jewel and finishing at dinner declaring that Germany’s fate lay in securing ‘living space’ in the East and colonies more than fortified coaling stations be damned. Any unnecessary issue from the status of Luxembourg to claims that Germany had a right to annex neutral Madagascar out from under a French Sphere of Influence caused great trouble. In the end this can be in some way explained, caught between a defeated cousin, an allied uncle and another cousin awaiting a show trial and execution in Moscow, his already unsteady focus was simply utterly unable to see a way to rebalance the world without painful costs.

Other German diplomats and politicians involved in the conference, present or not, of course had their own ideas as well. Meaning just about anything was up for grabs.

Napoleon IV on the other hand was consistent in his views on the matter, though the French delegations troubles would come from the uppity Prime Ministers and legislators whom failed to understand their place in French Politics, thinking that the war would have somehow brought about an end to the rule of a dynasty as grounded in 1918 as it had been anarchic to the systems of Europe in 1812. The son-in-law of Queen Victoria and Great-Grand-Nephew of the Corsican Genius could see Britain in a multitude of different ways, but chose only one course to act on. If Germany was going to try and dominate the world he would need to stop them, to secure Frances place as a permanently Great power in her own right, and that would require counterbalances and with the decreasing population of France that could only mean detente with the British and to permanently tie them to continental affairs. For this he envisioned a strategic deconstruction of the British Empire, but one which would maintain critical components, such as a rump Raj would remain. After necessary transfers were made, and a maintenance of protectorates in the Persian Gulf and Arabia could be kept, it would tie them down to confront the coming German domination of the old Ottoman Empire. France would of course make gains, domination of Egypt and an annexation of Ethiopia finally allowing the dream of a Djibouti-to-Dakar line to become true, empowering the nation drastically, and Germany would be allowed to take some prizes too, but Britain would be allowed to maintain enough of an empire to remain strong. Against either the Prussians or the Popular Front, whatever the threat could be.

The problem with this was that the French draftees and public, and their assembly members, led by Prime Minister Maurice Rouvier who having come to power as a hardliner, was determined to end the problems with the English once and for all. Not only was he determined to see the Empire dismantled once and for all, it was he who first introduced the idea of partition, with French and German nobility to gain thrones in Scotland and Wales.

There were only two issues that that nearly everyone in the Entente talks could agree too. The first was the simple solution to that of the Dominions, complete independence for them all. As no one was particularly interested in traveling to Western Australia or Newfoundland to put someone's cousin on a made up throne, Republics were deemed more than enough to sever the ties to the mother country politically, besides prohibitive treaties of course.

And the other commonality was that Britain would be squeezed for every cent it had. Billions of Dollars worth of war debts would be paid off, and profits would be gained by indemnities to be placed on the British as they had the Russians and Italians, to be paid in gold, or kind. As harsh as this would prove to be, it was necessary as none of the three Entente powers had bothered to actually finance their wars soundly. And while economists from each country would argue about just how much was to be taken, it became a political necessity when Rouvier declared that the Second Empire and its colonies would become a home fit for the heroic figures of the war. With the Popular Front threat rising, social reform was the only way to ensure the peace, and it was to be a social reform paid for by British punitive debt.

Meanwhile in their own Hotels the last of the allied powers waited, for word on what the treaty would look like and what the word was from their respective homes. Soon though, as everything seemed to be, even this would fall apart as events in Britain would overtake Donald Maclean and his peers and leave them without any authority.​
 

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I can't wait to find out what they decide to do with the British Empire in the end. So many different ideas.

I mean it's not that different than the Allied discussions about Germany. That said, while the eventual treaty is going to be huge for the work, the hot seat is still going to be British Politics, and more exaclty, London.
 
Good TL! So I'm guessing France and Germany eat up most of Britain and Italy's African colonies, but I think that South Africa would go independent or be puppeted by Germany. Maybe Ethiopia has decided to take advantage of Italy's fall (if it's happned yet) ;).
 
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