Tuesday, July 04, 2006

Cividale del Friuli

We made a day trip to Cividale (chee-vee-DAH-lay) del Friuli on Saturday, 01 Jul 06. It's a quaint, medieval town that's about 15 miles from the border between Italy and Slovenia. Here's a photo of a lovely little trattoria we found, but is was closed that day.

Instead, we ate at Enoteca l'Elefante. You can see it in the photgraph below to the left of the fountain in Piazza Diacono. An enoteca (ay-no-TAY-kah) is actually a wine store, but many enoteca also serve food as a way to get you to in the door to try their wines. The word "l'Elefante" means "the Elephant." Cividale del Friuli is noted for two local wines, Verduzzo Friuliano (a sweet dessert wine) and Refosco dal Peduncolo Rosso (a red wine). We had a very fine Refosco with our meal. It had a rich ruby color, thin legs and distinct plum and blackberry notes without being too "jammy." A well-made Refosco tastes similar to the better-known (and more expensive) Brunello di Montalcino, but not as oaky and the finish isn't as soft.

The official website for Cividale del Friuli has an excellent Flash Player control that shows a 360-degree rotating view of Piazza Daicono. You'll need Macromedia Flash Player, which may already be installed on your system. The control will take several seconds to load and start playing, but is worth the wait. If not, you can download it on the site by clicking the "Get Macromedia Flash Player button. Here's a link to another 360-degree rotating view of Piazza Duomo.

Cividale del Friuli was founded as a municipium in 50 B.C. by Julius Caesar because it is located at the mouth of a strategic mountain pass through the Julian Alps. The municipium served to protect the Via Julia Augusta, an important Roman road. The town was called (in Latin) Forum Julii or "Julius' Forum" in English. Some scholars believe that the name "Friuli" is a corruption of Forum Julii.

After the collapse of the Roman Empire, Northern Italy was invaded by the Longobards, Frankish tribes from Austria and Germany. "Longobard" literally means "long beard," and has the same root as the word "barbarian" which literally means "bearded ones." The Longobards established the Longobard (modern spelling = Lombard) Kingdom with Forum Julii as its first capitol in 568 A.D. The ancient name of Forum Julii was changed to Civitas Austriae in the eighth century. Later the name was changed to its present form, Cividale del Friuli.

The most interesting sight in Cividale is the very photogenic Ponte del Diavolo or the Devil's Bridge over the Natisone river that flows through a gorge that cuts the town in half. According to local legend, the townspeople wanted to build a bridge over the steep-sided river gorge, but didn't know how to build such a bridge. In frustration, they made a pact with the Devil, who agreed to build the bridge in exchange for the soul of the first one who crossed the bridge. The Devil built the bridge in a single night. The townspeople tricked the Devil in the morning by sending a dog over the bridge instead of a person. The enraged Devil tried to destroy the bridge, but the townspeople drove him away with a crucifix.

The less romantic version is that there is evidence in historical documents for a wooden structure as early as the 13th century A.D. Construction of a stone bridge was started in 1422. This bridge was rebuilt almost 600 years later in 1911. That bridge was destroyed during World War I in October 1917 by the retreating Italian Army in an attempt to slow the Austrian and German Army advance after the disaster at the Battle of Caporetto. I previously wrote a blog entry on the Battle of Caporetto because it is very significant in modern Italian history and especially to the Friuli-Venezia Giulia Region. The current bridge was actually built in 1918 by Austrian and German Army engineers to maintain their supply lines during their occupation of Friuli-Venezia Giulia. Fast-moving Italian calvalry squadrons charged right past the retreating Austrian Army and captured the bridge intact on November 4, 1918 after the Italians crushed the Austrian Army at the Battle of Vittorio Veneto.

There is a long, steep stairway down to the river from the bridge. We went with our two dogs down the stairs where I took these photographs. The water is quite deep and cold, but there is virtually no current. There appears to be a small dam downstream designed to maintain the level of the water. Our dog, Shadow, gave the the water a four dogbone rating.

Monday, July 03, 2006

A Big Wind in Italy

We had a big wind and thunder storm with hail on June 29th that did quite a bit of damage to our little corner of Italy. Because of the unique geography of Friuli-Venezia Giulia, we are living in the "hail-storm capital" of Italy.


Friuli-Venezia Giulia sits at the top of the Gulf of Venice on the Adriatic Sea. You can see in the above map that the flat Friuli plains are between the Gulf of Venice and the Carnathian Alps that form the northern border of Friuli-Venezia Giulia. The prevailing winds blow from the warmer Mediterranean sea in the south towards the cooler Friuli plains and Alps to the north. The photo below shows how abruptly the Friuli Plains give way to the mountains.

When the warm moist air blowing in from the south runs into the cool, dry air in the mountains, it can cause abrupt and violent weather. On the afternoon of June 29, 2006, the sky turned from slightly overcast to almost black over the course of about 20 minutes. The wind picked up and then began really howling. Then it began pelting rain mixed with hail for about 45 minutes. It got oddly calm after that, and about an hour later it was actually sunny.

The weather equipment at Aviano Airbase recorded wind gusts up to 82 knots (95 miles-per-hour) before the power was knocked out and the recording equipment stopped functioning. Hurricane-force winds are defined as 73 miles-per-hour. The photo below is the HAWC (Health And Wellness Center) on base. Note that part of the roof blew off and large pieces of debris are on the car in the foreground.

Here's a view of the cars in the parking lot in front of the HAWC. The cars are covered with chunks of metal and concrete from the roof. The gray piece of material draped over the windshield and hood and hanging just in front of the driver's side door is a slab of steel-reinforced concrete about 10 feet long, 12 inches wide and 4 inches thick. Ouch! That's gonna leave a mark!

The photo below is a group of cars that were parked under a carport behind the HAWC. Part of the carport collapsed onto the cars. I imagine that there were probably a couple of cell-phone conversations that went like this: "Ummm. Honey! Did you remember to send that payment to the insurance company last month?"

None of the F-16 or C-130 aircraft were damaged on base, but an Army Black Hawk helicopter was flipped over on its back by the wind. The Stars and Stripes is kind of like the "hometown newspaper" for the US military stationed overseas and featured the the photo and text below in their June 30, 2006 European edition.

"This Black Hawk helicopter assigned to Company B, 5th Battalion, 159th Aviation Regiment was flipped when the clamshell structure it was housed in at Aviano Air Base was destroyed by strong winds Thursday afternoon. The tail section was broken and much of the rotor section was damaged." Kent Harris/S&S. Used with the permission of Stars and Stripes, (C) 2006 Stars and Stripes.

The local farmers had a lot of crop damage. Here's some corn that was flattened by the wind.

If you're surprised to see corn fields in Italy, refer back to my prior blog entry called North and South. The photo below is a scene from an orchard where a couple dozen trees snapped in half.


I'm not sure what kind of trees these are. They aren't any kind of fruit tree that's familar to me, and they are unlike the apple, pear, peach and kiwi trees that are common to this area. They may be some kind of nut tree. They vaguely resemble immature versions of the big walnut tree in our back yard. The next photo is of a vinyard that was partially flattened by the wind. Two farmers, one on the tractor and one near the center of the photo, are surveying the damage.

Here's a closer view of a grape vine that was flattened. Note that the concrete pole that supported the vine snapped off near the base. You can't see them clearly in this picture, but there are bunches of pea-sized grapes growing on the vines.

Several stores and restraunts had their roofs damaged, including a sports pub called "Gammon" that lost a huge section of its roof. Gammon (I think that it translates to "Highwayman") served wonderful German food, had a good selection of German beers, and was one of my favorite "non-italian" places to eat in Aviano. The image below is a sign across the road from the airbase that apparently wasn't designed to stand up to 95 mile-per-hour wind gusts.

Our house didn't suffer much damage. A small canvas gazebo blew onto a neighbor's roof, and our yard was littered with branches that got knocked out of our trees. Our biggest problem was that the satellite dish for AFN (American Forces Network) got knocked out of alignment and we had no TV reception.

My wife called the Italian contractor who was hired by the Air Force to install the dish, but they told us that it wasn't their problem and they don't do repairs. They did give us the name of a private contractor who did repairs, but we would have to pay out of our own pocket. This is very typical of the kind of runaround that you get when you have to deal with the locals. More than likely the guy gave us the name of his cousin who would overcharge us and pay a kickback for "referring" business his way.

We weren't in a mood to be screwed with that day, so I climbed on the roof and straightened the satellite dish mounting bracket that had been bent about 90 degrees. I was able to realign the satellite dish by having my daughter watch the television and yell status reports on the reception out the window to my wife who relayed the status to me on the roof. With a little trial and error, I was able to get the satellite dish pointed in the right direction to get a lock on the signal and restore service. Sometimes you have to savor the little victories.

Saturday, July 01, 2006

Planting Little Blue Sticks

This is an odd sight the first time that you see it:

It looks like some sort of strange party with beach umbrellas taking place in a farmer's field. These are actually farm workers planting a crop by hand. Here's a closer view of the guy under the pink umbrella:

Now you can see that he is sitting on a little four-wheeled cart with a red plastic box. He seems to be planting little blue sticks. Here's a bit closer view of what he's planting:

It took a few weeks for me to see what they were actually planting. In the picture below, rain has washed the blue coating off the little sticks and they've sprouted leaves:

Here is a closer view of an individual plant with a label on it:

If you can't read the label very well, it says "SAUVIGNON," a common variety of red grape.

At the end of the growing season, these cuttings will be removed by hand and sold to vintners who are starting new vinyards or replacing old exhausted vinyards. Grape vines can grow and produce for about 25-30 years. Then their production begins to fall off and they need to be pulled up and replaced with new vines.

The blue stuff that coated the grape cuttings when they were originally planted is more than likely some sort of copper-sulfate-based antifungal agent. Copper sulfate solution is sprayed on grape plants extensively for it's antifungal properties. If it's coated on thick enough, it makes the grape leaves look blue-green rather than the normal bright green color. Fungus is the vintner's worst enemy. Grape blight caused by a fungus almost wiped out the entire French wine industry. They had to import blight resistant grape cuttings from AMERICA to restart their industry. It's ironic that for all the distain that the French have for American culture, French wine, the apex of French culture, all comes from cuttings imported from America!

Saturday, June 17, 2006

Space....The Final Frontier


I haven't posted in a while. Recently, my call schedule has been demanding. Astronomy is one of my interests. The above image was taken by the Hubble Space Telescope. The object looks almost like a rip in the fabric of space, but is actually a "lenticular," or lens-shaped galaxy with an impressive, dark dust ring. It doesn't look like a dust ring, because, from our perspective it is seen exactly edge-on. Click the image for a bigger view and further explanatory text. Now look at this image:


This is a Hubble Space Telescope image of the famous "Sombrero" galaxy. The two galaxies are very similar, i.e., they are both lenticular galaxies with very prominent dark dust rings. But the Sombrero galaxy is "tilted" relative to Earth which makes the circular structure of the dust ring more evident, and gives the galaxy it's sombrero-like morphology. Click the image for a bigger view and more explanatory text. Now look at this image:

This is also the Sombrero galaxy, but looks at it in a very different "light." This is actually a composit of two images. The bluish glow is a false-color image created from an archival Hubble Space Telesope image taken in visible light and highlights the glowing starfield of the galaxy. The red-pink dust ring in this image was imaged by the new Spitzer Space Telesope, which is designed to look only at infrared light. The dust in the ring does not glow in visible light, but it does absorb visible light from the surrounding starfield and then re-radiates it as infrared light which is not visible to the eye, but is all that the Spitzer Space Telescope can see. By imaging the dust ring in infrared light, the intricate structure of the ring becomes more evident. Click the image for a larger view and more explanatory text.

These images are all from the "Astronomy Picture of the Day," a wonderful site sponsored by NASA that posts an interesting astronomy image every day. If you click here, you will see the most current image posted. I have this website bookmarked and check it almost every day.

Saturday, May 13, 2006

Driving in Italy

I always get a chuckle when I drive by one of these. This is the "showroom" display for a Smart car dealership. Imagine having to leave a note like this: "Your &$^%#*&$^# vending machine took my &$^#*% money but didn't give me my @%*$&! car." All this thing needs is Fred Flintstone's head on top and it looks just like a PEZ Dispenser.

The Smart car was originally the idea of Nicolas Hayek, the CEO of Swiss watch maker Swatch. Some wags call it the "Swatchmobile." He wanted to produce an economical car, that young Europeans could afford, and was small enough that it would be easy to park and navigate on narrow European streets. European government policies are are intentionally designed to discourage individual ownership of automobiles. Therefore, cars are very expensive to buy, very expensive to own, heavily taxed and gas sells for the equivalent of $5.50 to $6.50 per US gallon.

Hayek's company didn't have the resources or engineering expertise to design or manufacture a car, so Swatch partnered with Volkswagen, but that didn't work out. Swatch later partnered with Deimler-Benz. The cars are manufactured by German company Smart GmbH, a subsidiary of DaimlerChrysler AG, at a plant in the Lorraine region of France (below). Swatch later dropped out of the project and is no longer associated with the car.


The photo below is the covertible version of the final production model (click it for a bigger image). The length of the Smart car is the same as the width of a standard European street parking slot, so you can park two, or even three Smart cars in a standard parking slot by parking them perpendicular to the curb. This is important, because parking is at a severe premium in large European urban centers.


Living in a less populated part of Italy, I didn't fully appreciate the magnitude of the problems of driving and parking in a large urban area in Europe until I visited Rome over Pasqua (Easter) weekend. I have never seen so many vehicles so densely packed in my life. Cars and various two-wheeled vehicles are parked as far as the eye can see. Apparently, every square meter of Rome that is not otherwise in use is fair game for parking. But, you have to have a permit to park and there are substantial fines for violators. Furthermore, Rome is divided into parking zones and you can only park in your designated zone. Like most other things in Italy, the parking system in Rome is designed to be so perversely complex and confusing that it generates the maximum possible revenue in fees and fines.

At least the cars that are parked can't hurt you much. I was glad that I was riding in a tour bus, high above the melee that was going on in the streets. Apparently, Rome has its own unwritten set of driving rules that are different from the ones I learned when I studied for my Italian driving permit. Roman drivers all seem to have learned to drive from Samarai Sam's School of Kamakazi Driving. For a good rundown on the parking situation and the unique rules for driving in Rome, read this post by Romanus Yankeeus, an American who lives in Rome. He has more funny insights on the Roman driving experience in this post.

Driving in northern Italy, particularly in the more rural areas of Fruli-Venezia Giulia, is a very different experience from driving in Rome. All Italian drivers are aggressive, but here they're all pussy cats compared to the maniacs in Rome. There seems to be a modicum of civility here that is absent in Rome. The lower density of people and vehicles makes parking a lot easier too. The biggest hazard to driving in our little corner of Italy is the insidious menace known to Americans as The Granny Bike, pictured below.

Note the total lack of modern style or technological innovation. Note the granny-friendly features: The front-mounted wicker basket for carrying groceries, the rear wheel guard and the full wrap-around chain guard. The granny bike is ridden exclusively by adult women, particularly, by middle-aged and older women. The rear wheel guard and chain guard are necessary to prevent the rider's skirt from getting tangled. While you do see some granny bike riders wearing a pantsuit, the standard "uniform" for a middle-aged or older Italian woman who is riding her bike to the market is a skirt, blouse, suit jacket, hose, pumps, a light touch of makeup, a few items of tasteful jewelry, perhaps a scarf and, of course, a matching handbag.

Bike riders in Italy have all the same rights to the road as a motor vehicle, but none of the responsibilities. An Italian bike rider has every right to ride in the middle of a traffic lane. To pass a bike, an automobile driver must allow a bike rider three meters of clearance. Many narrow streets in Italy are only four to five meters wide. If you do the math, you can see that the road may not be wide enough to pass a cyclist, especially if there is oncoming traffic. Look at the photo below taken in the town of Castile d'Aviano.

You can get a good sense for how narrow this street is by comparing it to the width of the Fiat Panda parked in front of the building. The Fiat Panda is a little smaller than a WV Beetle. This is NOT an alley and it's NOT a Senso Unico (one-way street). Expect to meet oncoming traffic on this street. If you're behind granny on her bike and she doesn't feel like pulling closer to the side of the road to give you enough clearance to pass, then that's just too bad. I have driven behind granny, in second gear to keep from stalling, for 2-3 kilometers before having enough clearance to pass. Just another day in paradise.

Friday, May 05, 2006

Saint or Sinner?

There are signs prominently displayed at the city limits of Aviano that say Terra di Padre Marco or "Land of Padre Marco," and one that reads Borgo Natale del Beato Padre Marco or "Birthplace of the Blessed Padre Marco." I had never heard of Padre Marco d'Aviano until I came to Italy. His story deserves more recognition than it gets. He became a center of controversy in 2003 when Pope John Paul II beatified him (the final step before sainthood). The controversy serves as an object lesson on how history can be sacrificed on the alter of political correctness.

Padre Marco d'Aviano (1631-1699) was born Carlo Domenico Cristofori to a noble family in Aviano, the small town at the foot of Monte Cavallo in Italy that is host to Aviano Airbase where I am stationed. During his Jesuit education, Cristofori became facinated with the lives of the Saints. He ran away from home at age 16 to join the Venetians at Crete, who were at war with the Ottoman Turks who were threatening their lucrative trade routes. Cristofori hoped to convert the Muslim Turks, and perhaps become a martyr himself. After traveling for several days, young Cristofori was cold and hungry. He went to a Capuchin monastary where he was taken in, fed, sheltered and counseled to go home. He did return home, but the kindness and spirituality of the Capuchin monks affected him deeply.

Cristofori became a Capuchin novice in 1648. He took his vows and the name Marco the following year, and was ordained in 1655. Padre Marco lived a cloistered life for many years, but was called to missionary work and became known as a fiery preacher. Recognized for his keen diplomatic and administrative skills, he was chosen as superior for various Capuchin monastaries. His reputation was further enhanced when several miracles were attributed to him. Pope Innocent XI appointed Padre Marco as Papal legate to Leopold I, Holy Roman Emperor of Austria in 1683. Vienna was in grave peril, as a Muslim army from the Ottoman Empire was marching on the city.

You have to go back almost 1,000 years prior to the life of Marco d'Aviano, to the early Islamic conquests and the Crusades, to gain a better understanding of how a simple Capuchin monk became the center of a pissing contest over political correctness in 2003. Through most of western history, western historians regarded the Crusades as a noble, romantic and heroic defense of Christianity. This is particularly true of the Third Crusade, involving Richard I "The Lionheart" of England and Salidin, the Sultan of Egypt. More recently, the Crusades have been reinterpreted by the politically correct historians who now dominate academia as the worst exemplars of western imperialism and colonialism.

These reinterpretations of history tend to ignore certain inconvenient facts. For example, Muslim armies of the Umayyad Empire first invaded Europe in 711 AD, and by 718 AD had conquered almost the entire Iberian peninsula, establishing the Islamic kingdom of Al-Andalus. The islamic invasion of Europe occured almost 400 years before the First Crusade was launched by Pope Urban II in 1095 to regain control of Christian holy sites in Jerusalem. The Muslim armies continued their conquest of Europe by crossing the Pyrenees and subduing Septimania, a narrow strip on the southwestern Mediterranean coast of modern France in 719 AD.

The above map shows the maximum extent of the Umayyad Caliphate (click it for a bigger image). After their relatively easy conquests of the Iberian peninsula and southwest France, the Muslim armies, lead by their Wali (governor general) Al-Samh ibn Malik al-Khawlani, met their first significant military loss at the Battle of Toulouse. Duke Odo of Aquitaine crushed the Muslim army as it laid siege to Odo's capital of Toulouse in 721 AD. Al-Samh ibn Malik al-Khawlani escaped the destruction of his army, but died shortly after the battle and was replaced by his second-in-command Abdul Rahman.

Abdul Rahman raised another army and set out in force to conquer the rest of Europe a decade later in 732 AD. The Muslim army met again with Duke Odo of Aquitaine as it approached Bordeaux. In what is known as the Battle of the River Garonne, Odo was decisively defeated, fled the battlefield and was forced to seek the protection of his arch-rival Charles Martel. European accounts state that tens of thousands of soldiers from Odo's defeated army were systematically slaughtered after the battle to remove them as a threat to the Muslim army's rear. Even Muslim accounts speak of the "faithful...[smiting] all with the sword." Left undefended, the Muslim army pillaged the town of Bordeaux.

The Muslim victory at Bordeaux set the stage for one of the most important battles in European history, the Battle of Tours. The Muslim army continued to pillage its way across Gaul, possibly aiming to plunder the riches at the Abby of Saint Martin in Tours. The Muslim army met Charles Martel's Frankish army near Tours. The exact location of the battle is lost to history. The two armies stared each other down for six days before Abdul Rahman blinked and sent his armored heavy cavalry against Charles' unarmored infantry drawn into a defensive square phalanx. The Muslim heavy cavalry was able to break into the phalanx and inflict considerable damage, but the well-trained and disciplined Frankish infantry was highly motivated (they knew what had happened to Odo's army after they lost at Bordeaux).

Charles ordered a group of his scouts to raid the Muslim camp and supply train at the height of the attack. When a group of the Muslim cavalry broke away from the attack to defend their camp and supply train, other elements of the cavalry apparently thought that is was a general retreat and it turned into a rout. Abdul Rahman, attempting to reverse his troops and resume the attack was surrounded by Frankish soldiers and killed. Charles expected the attack to resume in the morning and kept his troops in their defensive phalanx. The next morning, they found that the enemy camp had been abandoned and the Muslim army had retreated with what booty they could carry. Muslim accounts of the battle say that Abdul Rahman's generals squabbled amongst themselves and could not agree on a leader after Rahman was killed.

Charles Martel's army was the only Christian military force on the European continent that was capable of stopping Abdul Rahman's Muslim army. There is no reason to believe that the Muslim army would not have gone on to conquer all of Christian Europe if it had not been stopped at the Battle of Tours, only a few days march from the gates of Paris. It's hard to imagine how different European history would have been if Charles had been defeated at the Battle of Tours. Charles' brilliant tactical move in attacking the Muslim army's camp and supply train from the rear and lucky break in killing Abdul Rahman saved Christian Europe from being a footnote in the history of Muslim Europe. It took until 759 AD for the Franks to finally drive the Muslims back across the Pyrenees under the leadership of the son of Charles Martel, the comically named Pippin the Short. Pippin the Short fathered a son named Charles who later became known as Charlemagne, the first Holy Roman Emperor.

West of the Pyrenees, in Muslim-controlled Al-Andalus, things were not going well either. In 722, the year after the Muslim defeat by Odo of Aquitaine at the Battle Toulouse, Pelayo of Asturias, from one of the small unconquered enclaves on the Iberian peninsula, defeated the Muslim army of the Emir of Al-Andalus at the Battle of Covadonga. This victory is regarded as the beginning of the Reconquista, the Christian reconquest of the Iberian peninsula. The Reconquista took almost 800 years, and was not completed until 1492 by King Ferdinand and Queen Isabella of Spain (yes, that Ferdinand and Isabella).

Al-Andalus became a backwater in the Islamic world during the long centuries of the Reconquista. The Umayyad Caliphate fell to internecine fighting in 750 AD and was replaced by the Abbasid Caliphate. The first three centuries of the Abbasid Caliphate ushered in what is considered to be the Golden Age of Islam, particularly under Caliph Harun al-Rashid and his successors who recruited scholars and encouraged the study of mathematics and natural science. The Caliphate weakened over the centuries as tribal leaders carved out fiefdoms that were only nominally ruled by the Caliphate. The Abbasid Caliphate effectively ended in 1258 AD at the Battle of Bagdad, when its capital was sacked by Hulagu Khan, a grandson of Genghis Khan. The Caliphate continued in a weakened, ceremonial form after the Battle of Bagdad when a surviving member of the Abbasids was installed in Cairo by the Mamluk Sultanate of Egypt.

Anatolia is the part of Modern Turkey that is east of the Bosphorus Straight , between the Mediterranean Sea and the Black Sea. After the destruction of Bagdad and the Abbasid Caliphate in 1258, Anatolia, along with dying remnants of the Christian Byzantine Empire, became a vassal state of the Mongol Empire. The Mogols divided Anatolia into a number of Emirates called the Anatolian Beyliks. This set the stage for the rise of the Ottoman Empire, when Osman I, the leader of a small beylik in western Anatolia, declared the independence of his Ottoman Principality and began conquering his neighbors in 1299.

The power and prestige of the Ottomans continued to grow under the successors of Osman I. The fall of Constantinople to Ottoman Sultan Mehmet II in 1453 marked the end of the Byzantine Empire and the recognition by the European powers that the Ottomans were now an Empire. The last Abbasid Caliph was forced to surrender the Caliphate to the Ottoman Empire in 1517 after the Ottomans defeated the Mamluk Sultinate and won effective control of most Arab lands. Decades before the fall of Constantinople, the Ottomans invaded southeastern Europe where they were opposed by Serbian Christians. The Serbs were crushed by the Ottomans in the 1389 Battle of Kosovo. The battle of Kosovo is so central to the cultural identity of the Serbs, that they were willing to go to war with the NATO and the United States in the 1990s to keep Kosovo under Serbian control. Serbia became an Ottoman tributary principality and was annexed by the Ottoman Empire in 1459.

The Ottoman Empire reached its Golden Age under the reign of Sultan Suleiman the Magnificent. Suleiman captured Belgrade, the last Christian enclave in Serbia, in 1521. Belgrade remained under Ottoman rule for the next 300 years. The Kingdom of Hungary, in concert with various other Christian kingdoms, had long opposed further expansion of the Ottomans into Europe. The Hungarians and their allies suffered a devastating defeat at the hands of Suleiman at the Battle of Mohács in 1526 that destroyed Hungary as an independent kingdom. With the Kingdom of Hungary no longer a viable force to resist it, southwestern Hungary, Transylvania, Wallachia and Moldavia all became Ottoman tributary principalities.

The Ottomans were then left to face the biggest threat to their further expansion into Europe--the Austrian Hapsburg Empire. Suleiman's Muslim army laid siege to the Hapsburg imperial capital in 1529, but was not able to capture it and was forced to withdraw. The Ottoman advance into Europe stopped at the gates of Vienna. For the next 135 years the Hapsburgs and the Ottomans stabbed at each other intil 1664 when the Hapsburgs handed a crushing defeat to the Ottomans at the Battle of Saint Gotthard in western Hungary. The Ottoman loss was so complete that the Ottomans were forced to agree to the treaty known as the Peace of Vasvár. The Peace of Vasvár held for 20 years until the Ottoman Empire again laid siege to Vienna in 1683.

The Ottomans used the 20 years of peace under the Peace of Vasvár to make vast logistical preparations to realize their long-term aspiration to capture Vienna because of its strategic position at two important crossroads of Europe. The Ottomans declared war on the Hapsburg Empire on August 6, 1682. Even though the Ottoman army had been mobilized on January 21, 1682, it didn't actually set out for Austria until April 1, 1683. This was a fatal mistake, because it allowed the Austrians 15 months to prepare for the expected attack.

This brings us back to a humble Capuchin Monk. Pope Innocent XI watched the Ottoman army's war preparations with increasing alarm. The Pope made vast contributions from the Papal treasury for war preparations, appealed to the Christian kings of Europe to form a Holy League to ally with Austria, and appointed to Emperor Leopold I of Austria a Papal legate--Padre Marco d'Aviano. Padre Marco carried the Papal appeals to the Christian kings. He worked tirelessly to secure help from the kings of Saxony, Bavaria, Baden, Franconia, Swabia, Lorraine and Poland. He used all his diplomatic and administrative skills to hold the fragile alliance together. Joining troops from Venice and the Papal lands, they became the Holy League and Polish King Jan III Sobieski was appointed overall leader by Padre Marco.

The image below is of King Jan III Sobieski being asked to join the Holy League. Click the painting for a bigger image. The central, red-robed figure is not Pope Innocent XI, because it is unlikely that he would have ventured out of the Vatican at such a critical time. The figure is wearing a cardinal's hat and is more than likely a Polish cardinal beseeching Sobieski's help on behalf of the Pope. Note, however, the bearded man above his head wearing what appears to be a Capuchin monk's robes.

In a eerily familiar turn of events, Louis XIV of France not only refused to join the Holy League to fight the Muslims, he took advantage of the situation to pursue French parochial interests by militarily enforcing French territorial claims against Alsace and Lorraine while their armies were away defending Christian Europe. Who would have guessed that the French, when confronted with an Islamic threat to western civilization, would act in such a perfidious and self-serving manner?

Padre Marco urged the citizens of Vienna to seek deliverance from God. Emperor Leopold ordered public pennance and prayer. When the Ottoman army drew near, the Emperor and about 80,000 Viennese civilians fled to Linz. Only 11,000 troops and 5000 civilian volunteers remained behind the city walls to defend Vienna when the Ottoman advance units arrived on July 14, 1683. Following the standard script for siege warfare, all food supplies were cut off to starve out the defenders. The Ottoman cannons were outdated and easily outranged by the superior and better-placed Austrian cannons on the city walls. The Viennese had demolished the houses that skirted the city walls leaving a vast empty plain to expose the attackers to their guns. The Turks were forced to dig long trenches to allow their troops to approach the city walls while reducing their exposure to the deadly Viennese fire.

When their trenches reached the city walls, the Muslims started the next phase of their planned siege. They began tunneling chambers under the city walls which they filled with kegs of gunpowder to blast breaches into the walls. The defenders countered by digging their own tunnels to prevent the Turks from completing their work. Savage, underground, hand-to-hand combat in the dark between the opposing tunnelers ensued and is sometimes referred to as the "War of the Moles." The Viennese defenders were not entirely successful in the subterranean war. In early September, Turkish Sappers managed to blast several breaches in the city walls and Ottoman attackers occupied some city ramparts.

Like the cavalry arriving in the nick of time in the American West, the relief army of the Holy League arrived just when the situation in Vienna seemed hopeless, and defeat a virtual certainty. Sobieski planned to attack the Ottoman army on September 13, 1683, but found the Turkish resistance was rather weak. He attacked at 4:00 AM on September 12, 1683. Before the battle, Padre Marco "celebrated holy Mass, preached a brief, inflamed homily, publicly invoked God's help, and blessed the army." Showing absolutely no fear, Padre Marco galloped his horse in front of the Christian troops exhorting them to attack. When the Muslim troops counterattacked, Padre marco raised his crucifix to them and cried out "Behold the cross of the Lord! Begone, enemy troops." According to legend, a white dove appeared on Marco's head at a critical moment in the battle. Taking this as a sign from God, the Christian soldiers renewed their efforts and won the day. The Muslim army fled the battlefield. For the second time a Muslim invasion of Christian Europe was halted at the gates of Vienna.

Three months after the battle, Kara Mustafa Pasha, the Ottoman Grand Vizier and commander of the Ottoman army, was strangled by the Janissaries and his severed head was ordered mounted on a stone column at the entrance to the Ottoman capital by the obviously disappointed Sultan Mehmed IV. Scapegoating the Grand Vizier for the loss didn't save the Sultan--he was overthrown in a palace coup d'etat two years later. The Ottoman loss at the Battle of Vienna is considered the beginning of the long stagnation and decline of the Empire.

Now scroll forward 320 years from the Holy League's victory over the Muslim Ottoman army at the Battle of Vienna to the year 2003. The beatification of Padre Marco was considered controversial and divisive when it was proposed. Pacifists felt that it was inappropriate for the Church to honor a man who was so strongly associated with war. Protestants objected to the honor because of Padre Marco's association with Emperor Leopold I who zealously pursued the counter-reformation. The politically correct fretted that honoring a man who waged war against Muslims would send the wrong message at a time when the church and Europe were trying to reach out and find common ground with Islam in the post-9/11 world.

Islamists attempted to tar Padre Marco with the crusader brush. The term "crusader" has special resonance in the Islamic world because the atrocities committed by the Christian armies during the Crusades allow the Islamists to play the victim-card in the world press. While there certainly were atrocities commited by the crusaders, the charge cuts both ways. The Muslim armies that conquered and occupied parts of Europe committed atrocities as well. The slaughter of tens of thousands of captured soldiers of Odo of Aquitaine's army after their loss at Bordeaux is one example. Two days after the defeat of the Hungarians at Battle of Mohács in 1526, Sultan Suleiman the Magnificent casually noted in his diary "The Sultan receives the homage of the viziers and the beys, massacre of 2,000 prisoners, the rain falls in torrents." Suleiman gives the deliberate, cold-blooded massacre of 2,000 helpless prisoners who had surrendered after the battle little more weight than the obsequious fawning of his underlings or his weather report.

The Holy League that Padre Marco d'Aviano inspired to victory at the Battle of Vienna was not an invading army. It was fighting for its life against a larger Muslim invading army that routinely massacred its prisoners of war. Furthermore, by the time of the Battle of Vienna, Muslims had conquered and continuously occupied parts of Christian Europe for almost 1,000 years. Playing the crusader victim-card against Padre Marco d'Aviano is an act of breathtaking chutzpah.

It is interesting to note that almost all the opposition was coming from outside the Roman Catholic Church, more than likely from those who were actually opposed to the institution of the Roman Catholic Church. Pope John Paul II evidently decided that the Roman Catholic Church, and not its critics, would decide Church policy, because he ignored the critics and beatified Padre Marco d'Aviano in Saint Peter's Square on April 23, 2003. It probably didn't hurt that Pope John Paul II is Polish, and that Padre Marco d'Aviano was historically associated with King Jan III Sobieski, a Polish hero of near mythologic stature.

There are a couple of curious culinary footnotes to the story of Padre Marco d'Aviano. The cresent-shaped croissant pastry is said to have been designed by Viennese bakers after the crescents on the Turkish flags. This is probably not true. Another legend is that cappuccino, the frothy, milky, sweetened Italian coffee, was named in honor of, or may even have been invented by the little Capuchin from Aviano. Allegedly, thousands of sacks of Turkish coffee beans were abandoned by the Ottoman troops when they hastily fled their camp after the battle. The beans were too bitter for the taste of the victorious soldiers who scavenged the camp, but it was made more palatable by mixing it with milk and honey, thus producing the forerunner of cappuccino. As the espresso machine was not invented until a couple hundred years after the Battle of Vienna, the story is likely apocryphal.

Marco d'Aviano continued as Papal legate to Leopold I of Austria for the rest of his life and accompanied the armies of the Holy League as they continued to drive the Ottomans out of southwetern Europe. He died in 1699 and is interred in a Capuchin crypt in Vienna. The photograph below is a bronze statue of Padre Marco d'Aviano erected in 1999 to commemorate the 300th anniversary of his death. I took this photograph on the grounds of La Chiesa di Padre Marco or "The Church of Padre Marco" which is on the outskirts of Aviano.


Sunday, April 30, 2006

How Business Is Done in Italy


This is an image that I shamlessly stole from MeatEater, another American blogger who lives in Italy. He was an American military brat who married an Italian woman and is now living and working in Italy. Because he doesn't have access to the resources of a nearby American Air Base like I do, he is forced to deal with the Italian way of doing business much more than I do and he has some interesting observations. Check out his blog.

I laughed out loud when I saw this image because it's so true. If you ever visit an Italian construction site, you will be amazed at the number of people standing around doing nothing. This is certainly not unique to Italy. I have seen the same thing in America, especially in large, heavily-unionized organizations where featherbedding is a common practice. I remember riding in the car one day in the early 1960s with my Granddad Dickey when we came to a railroad crossing where a crew of men were doing some repair work. There were two men who appeared to be actually working and at least six men leaning on their shovels who were apparently getting paid to stand around doing nothing. Granddad, who was loath to speak ill of anyone, shook his head in disgust and muttered "Useless shovel-leaners."

The title at the top of the image is "Ecco Come Funzionano Le Aziende In Italia." This is a good example of why differences in grammar and syntax make it so difficult to become fluent in another language. If you were to do a literal, word-for-word translation of this title from Italian to English, it would read "It is how they function the businesses in Italy." Note how stilted and ungrammatic it sounds, even though the sentence is perfectly grammatical and makes perfect sense in Italian. This is where you get the expression "It loses something in translation." When translating, you need to wrap your head around the meaning of the sentence in the original language and then figure out the best way to express that same meaning in the other language. In this case, the best English translation is "This is how business is done in Italy."

The poor bastard in the middle, who is actually working, is labled "tu," i.e., "you." The nine men standing around watching are labled in Italian as follows:

Capo risorse umane--Head of Human Resources
Direzione vendite--Sales Management
Direttore logistico--Logistics Director
Direttore nuovo technologie--New Technology Director
Direttore Esecutivo--Executive Director
Capo cantiere--Head of Construction
Consulente esterno--external consultant
Capo della sicurezza--Head of Security
Relazione Pubbliche--Public Relations
Direttore sviluppo del prodotto--Product Development Director

Construction in Italy seems to run at a much different pace than what I am used to in America. At one time in my life, I was involved in negotiating a contract to remodel some commercial office space into a birth center. There was a rigid construction schedule where the primary contractor would get partial payment for the job when certain stages of the construction were satisfactorily completed and there were penalties if the contractor did not complete the stages on time.

There is a construction site on SS-13 near Fontanafredda that I drive by every day. It looks like it'll be some sort of high-end residential units, like American condominiums. This is a job that would have taken, at most, nine to twelve months in America. But, the job started well before I arrived in Italy, almost two years ago, and is still far from completion. There are times when the construction site seems abandoned--work will stop for weeks to months at a time. Then there is a flurry of activity and it finally settles into the more normal (slow) pace. I don't know why the work at a construction site would stop for such long periods. My best guess is that they have completed some phase of the construction and are awaiting inspections, further bureaucratic approval, or further financing. Government bureaucrats, in the nanny-state that is "old" Europe, meddle in the most minute details of business and people's lives. At the pace that bureaucrats operate and the depth of their meddling in day-to-day business, it's not surprising that 1-2% GDP growth is considered "good" for the European Union. That kind of growth in the US would be considered a near recession.

I hate it when I have to deal with Telecom Italia (TI). TI was formerly the state-owned telephone monopoly in Italy. Now, it's a privatized, publicly traded utility listed on the New York Stock Exchange (NYSE: TI). Like all heavily-unionized, formerly state-owned, now-"privatized" businesses in Europe, it operates just like a government bureaucracy. It's primary purpose is to provide lifetime employment to a large number of Italians who cannot be fired, have no accountablilty, and have a surly, don't-bother-me-with-your-petty-problems attitude towards customer service. At Aviano Airbase, there is an English-speaking representative from TI who works at a window in the personnel/finance office Monday through Friday. She posts a sign-up sheet with 25 slots every morning. You have to arrive early and sign up, because she will only serve 25 customers per day. If you get there too late and all 25 slots are full, you're SOL--come back earlier the next day and get in line well before her window opens. She fills out the work order and tells you to be home all day on a certain day, usually 10-14 days from now.

Having to wait two weeks just to get a phone hooked up would be intolerable in America. The last time that I ordered phone service in Florida, I called the local phone company, and, since I had had prior phone service and an impeccable credit rating, they turned on my phone from the central office and I had phone service in less than one hour. Having to wait 10-14 days for a TI installer to come to your house to install your phone service is actually an improvement in service. When it was still a government-owned monopoly, it used to take 4-6 weeks before a surly Telecom Italia installer would deign to show up at your house to install a phone. The system was antiquated, the service was unreliable and call quality was poor. Phone service was very expensive and heavily taxed. The rate structure was so complicated that no one could really understand it and was designed to squeeze the maximum revenue out of each call.

All started to change when cell phone service became widely available in Italy. Italy has one of the most technologically advanced wireless phone networks in the world. The high call-quality and signal avaliability in Italy makes American cellular service look like a joke. There are three cellular service providers where I live: Telecom Italia Mobile (TIM), Wind and Vodaphone. The competition among the various cellular service providers is fierce and cellular service is dirt cheap. You can walk into a cell phone store anywhere in Italy, buy a phone, install a SIM chip and activate your phone in less than 20 minutes.

This has put Telecom Italia under genuine competitive pressure for the first time. Virtually every Italian over age 8 carries a cell phone. Many Italians don't even bother to have a wired phone in their homes. The net effect is that Telecom Italia has had to undergo a painful transformation. They have had to modernize their system, squeeze more efficency out of their bloated workforce, simplify their rate system to make it more competitive, and change the customer-hostile culture of their employees. Reducing the wait for a phone installation from six weeks all the way down to 10-14 days would have been inconceivable before Telecom Italia had to face real competition. Even with these improvements, TI has a long way to go. Check out this link from Rebecca, another American living in Italy, for a disturbing, but hilarious vignette on her encounter with the dark underbelly of Telecom Italia.