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11 November 2006 - 11 February 2007
ART AND WAR
THE TRAGEDY OF GUERNICA
TOWN DESTROYED IN AIR ATTACK EYE-WITNESS’S ACCOUNT
FROM OUR OWN CORRESPONDENT
The Times, April 28, 1937
Guernica, the most ancient town of the Basques and the centre of their cultural
tradition, was completely destroyed yesterday afternoon by insurgent air
raiders. The bombardment of this open town far behind the lines occupied
precisely three hours and a quarter, during which a powerful fleet of aeroplanes
consisting of three German types, Junkers and Heinkel bombers and Heinkel
fighters, did not cease unloading on the town bombs weighing from 1,000lb.
downwards and, it is calculated, more than 3,000 two-pounder aluminium incendiary
projectiles. The fighters, meanwhile, plunged low from above the centre of
the town to machine-gun those of the civilian population who had taken refuge
in the fields.
The whole of Guernica was soon in flames except the historic Casa de Juntas with
its rich archives of the Basque race, where the ancient Basque Parliament used
to sit. The famous oak of Guernica, the dried old stump of 600 years and the
young new shoots of this century, was also untouched. Here the kings of Spain
used to take the oath to respect the democratic rights (fueros) of Vizcaya
and in return received a promise of allegiance as suzerains with the democratic
title of Señor, not Rey Vizcaya. The noble parish
church of Santa Maria was also undamaged except for the beautiful chapter house,
which was struck by an incendiary bomb.
At 2 a.m. to-day when I visited the town the whole of it was a horrible
sight, flaming from end to end. The reflection of the flames could be seen
in the clouds of smoke above the mountains from 10 miles away. Throughout
the night houses were falling until the streets became long heaps of red
impenetrable débris. Many of the civilian survivors took the long trek from
Guernica to Bilbao in antique solid-wheeled Basque farmcarts drawn by oxen.
Carts piled high with such household possessions as could be saved from the
conflagration clogged the roads all night. Other survivors were evacuated
in Government lorries, but many were forced to remain round the burning town
lying on mattresses or looking for lost relatives and children, while units
of the fire brigades and the Basque motorized police under the personal direction
of the Minister of the Interior, Señor Monzon, and his wife continued rescue
work till dawn.
CHURCH BELL ALARM
In the form of its execution and the scale of the destruction it wrought,
no less than in the selection of its objective, the raid on Guernica is
unparalleled in military history. Guernica was not a military objective.
A factory producing war material lay outside the town and was untouched.
So were two barracks some distance from the town. The town lay far behind
the lines. The object of the bombardment was seemingly the demoralization
of the civil population and the destruction of the cradle of the Basque
race. Every fact bears out this appreciation, beginning with the day when
the deed was done.
Monday was the customary market day in Guernica for the country round. At
4.30 p.m., when the market was full and peasants were still coming in, the
church bell rang the alarm for approaching aeroplanes, and the population
sought refuge in cellars and in the dugouts prepared following the bombing
of the civilian population of Durango on March 31, which opened General Mola’s
offensive in the north. The people are said to have shown a good spirit.
A Catholic priest took charge and perfect order was maintained.
Five minutes later a single German bomber appeared, circled over the town
at a low altitude, and then dropped six heavy bombs, apparently aiming for
the station. The bombs with a shower of grenades fell on a former institute
and on houses and streets surrounding it. The aeroplane then went away. In
another five minutes came a second bomber, which threw the same number of
bombs into the middle of the town. About a quarter of an hour later three
Junkers arrived to continue the work of demolition, and thenceforward the
bombing grew in intensity and was continuous, ceasing only with the approach
of dusk at 7.45. The whole town of 7,000 inhabitants, plus 3,000 refugees,
was slowly and systematically pounded to pieces. Over a radius of five miles
round a detail of the raiders’ technique was to bomb separate caserios,
or farmhouses. In the night these burned like little candles in the hills.
All the villages around were bombed with the same intensity as the town itself,
and at Mugica, a little group of houses at the head of the Guernica inlet,
the population was machine-gunned for 15 minutes.
RHYTHM OF DEATH
It is impossible to state yet the number of victims. In the Bilbao Press this
morning they were reported as “fortunately small,” but it is feared that this
was an understatement in order not to alarm the

Weeping Woman 1937 Pablo Picasso
large refugee population
of Bilbao. In the hospital of Josefinas, which was one of the first
places bombed, all the 42 wounded militiamen it sheltered were killed
outright. In a street leading downhill from the Casa de Juntas I saw
a place where 50 people, nearly all women and children, are said to
have been trapped in an air raid refuge under a mass of burning wreckage.
Many were killed in the fields, and altogether the deaths may run into
hundreds. An elderly priest named Aronategui was killed by a bomb while
rescuing children from a burning house.
The tactics of the bombers, which may be of interest to students of
the new military science, were as follows:- First, small parties of
aeroplanes threw heavy bombs and hand grenades all over the town, choosing
area after area in orderly fashion. Next came fighting machines which
swooped low to machine-gun those who ran in panic from dugouts, some
of which had already been penetrated by 1,000lb. bombs, which make
a hole 25ft. deep. Many of these people were killed as they ran. A
large herd of sheep being brought in to the market was also wiped out.
The object of this move was apparently to drive the population underground
again, for next as many as 12 bombers appeared at a time dropping heavy
and incendiary bombs upon the ruins. The rhythm of this bombing of
an open town was, therefore, a logical one: first, hand grenades and
heavy bombs to stampede the population, then machine-gunning to drive
them below, next heavy and incendiary bombs to wreck the houses and
burn them on top of their victims.
The only counter-measures the Basques could employ, for they do not
possess sufficient aeroplanes to face the insurgent fleet, were those
provided by the heroism of the Basque clergy. These blessed and prayed
for the kneeling crowds – Socialists, Anarchists, and Communists, as
well as the declared faithful – in the crumbling dugouts.
When I entered Guernica after midnight, houses were crashing on either
side, and it was utterly impossible even for firemen to enter the centre
of the town. The hospitals of Josefinas and Convento de Santa Clara
were glowing heaps of embers, all the churches except that of Santa
Maria were destroyed, and the few houses which still stood were doomed.
When I revisited Guernica this afternoon most of the town was still
burning and new fires had broken out. About 30 dead were laid out in
a ruined hospital.
A CALL TO BASQUES
The effect here of the bombardment of Guernica, the Basques’ holy city,
has been profound and has led President Aguirre to issue the following
statement in this morning’s Basque Press:–
“The German airmen in the service of the Spanish rebels have bombarded
Guernica, burning the historic town which is held in such veneration
by all Basques. They have sought to wound us in the most sensitive
of our patriotic sentiments, once more making it entirely clear what
Euzkadis may expect of those who do not hesitate to destroy us down
to the very sanctuary which records the centuries of our liberty and
our democracy.
“Before this outrage all we Basques must react with violence, swearing
from the bottom of our hearts to defend the principles of our people
with unheard of stubbornness and heroism if the case requires it. We
cannot hide the gravity of the moment; but victory can never be won
by the invader if, raising our spirits to heights of strength and determination,
we steel ourselves to his defeat.
“The enemy has advanced in many parts elsewhere to be driven out of
them afterwards. I do not hesitate to affirm that here the same thing
will happen. May to-day’s outrage be one spur more to do it with all
speed.”
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