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Bahrain Bother 1 (Background)

Warning! Long entry alert!

 

I've been thinking what to write for this for most of the week. Normally F1 tackles politics by avoiding it with a 10-foot bargepole; Bernie focuses on the almighty [insert currency here] and the FIA is apolitical by statute.

 

The events of the past week in the Middle East have prevented the possibility of solution through ignorance.

 

First of all, some background. The chain of events that led to the current FCO travel advice not to go to Bahrain unless strictly necessary started in December 2010 over in Tunisia. The recession, poor living conditions, corruption and dissatisfaction with a lack of political freedoms resulted in a population ripe for turning into a mob.

 

The eventual spark that ignited the fire of rebelliousness was caused by a dispute over a vegetable cart licence. Cart owner Mohamed Bouazizi, after apparently being assaulted by a police officer and unsuccessfully attempting to get the local police station to hear his complaint, set himself on fire in protest. The people, for the most part, sided with the cart owner. Initial protests concerning his treatment by the police were met with tear gas, obstructionism and a "quasi-curfew".

 

The people increased their demands in response, eventually demanding the removal from government of the entire ruling party (RCD) and release of political prisoners. Even a reformation of the government with a reduced number of RCD members did nothing to quell the uprising. Eventually the army sided with the protesters and mass resignations followed.

 

This Sidi Bouzid Revolt triggered a chain reaction across the Middle East. Most of the world is currently in recession, but many if not most countries in the Middle East are characterised with various types of authoritarian regime. While the majority have democratic layers, there have been as many ways of implementing them as there are countries.

 

Authoritarian regimes tend to be associated with corruption and generate nations of layered societies.As Frank Herbert correctly noted, "The layered society is an invitation to violence". This is because each layer tends to envy, covet and/or despise the other layers, resulting in rampant power abuse. In turn, a desire is created to take what rightfully belongs to others, which remains undisclosed and unsatisfied due to fear of said power abuse and the lack of incentive for the powerful to enable uncontrolled social movement.

 

The countries of the Middle East have shared a bond with one another since Islam first united their common ideologies. They have also experienced common changes that have made them more vulnerable to a tidal change in popular thinking. The average population has slowly become younger, therefore less likely to think conservatively or in accord with the opinions of their elders. They have been typically better-educated than before; in many of the Middle Eastern countries, agriculture has become less important as more highly-skilled services such as banking and business administration have increased in importance.

 

Oil, which has slowed the transition from agriculture to service-based industry, is becoming less important as it is increasingly clear the resource is finite. Many of the countries which had oil have diversified successfully, but it has broadened horizons.

 

Most importantly, many people are engaging with the internet and social media - which are proving more difficult to censor than more traditional communication channels. Newspapers, broadcast channels and even static web sites can easily be influenced by rulers in their home nation should they be so inclined. Trying to influence thousands or even millions of individual connections and accounts across multiple networks, many of which aren't even in the Middle East, has proven vastly more complicated.

 

The reduced censorship has not only emboldened people but provided easier access in materials on how to voice their complaints. Non-violent manuals easily downloadable (PDF) from the internet have contributed to the ability of protest organisers to make their protests effective. People who have been involved in previous protests can share their expertise.

 

Furthermore, it is easier for the people to give direct accounts of what they believe to the world and for the world to answer back. Most of the traffic on social networks consists of spam, banter and matters of relatively minor importance (in approximately that order). However, it is also possible for a large number of people to give the same message to those involved in political strife. It reminds those people that the world is watching. It can help people remember that those people have standards and thus utilise peer pressure to modify behaviour. It can demonstrate the failure of censorship and the politics of fear. It can even encourage normally-apathetic people to engage with the issues of the day, thus increasing pressure on the governments not directly involved to state their stance and bring their great powers to bear.

 

All this provided a highly unstable backdrop; the governments of many Middle Eastern countries simply hadn't adapted to the changes enforced by the passing of time. Protest dominoes suddenly looked likely, just as Gdańsk had become the trigger for the downfall of Soviet influence in Eastern Europe and pan-European revolts in the 1840s started with the Chartists in Britain.

 

Egypt was the next to feel the wrath of a dissatisfied people. Change happened over a period of weeks, as various measures were tried and found wanting by a population wanting wholesale regime change rather than just dismissing the odd minister.

 

In fact, there had been resistance for years but it took the Tunisian experience to catalyse it into the violent clashes, mass striking and constant demonstrating that eventually ensued. By February 11, even President Mubarak had seen the writing on the wall and resigned. Since then, things appear to have stayed calm (touch wood) pending discussions on how to ensure the reduced repression and application of a stronger democratic structure demanded by the population. Events have demonstrated that the old regimes cannot be replaced like for like and that something new is needed - and not just in Egypt.

 

15 other countries in the Arab world have featured protests - or more than protests - since Tunisia's revolution began. These had been going on for six weeks before the F1 world noticed, for Bahrain looked to be among the most stable of the Arab nations.

 

Bahrain has a prosperous economy and has had democratic institutions in its constitution for a decade. The trouble was that many people, particularly among the Shia, had not had their fortunes uplifted in line with those of their nation and the institutions are easily overruled by the King and other members of the royal family. The protestors tried to keep the sectarianism out of the equation but the government still saw a sectarian threat, which increased tensions. There were also complaints about the number of political prisoners in Bahrain. The success of the Egyptian revolt in particular inspired the dissatisfied to action.

 

The King paid 1000 Bahraini dinars (£615.10) to every citizen in the country on February 14, the 10-year anniversary of the constitution that should have ensured the democratic institutions were powerful. It is rumoured that this was an attempt to head off the demonstrations. If so, it failed. On February 14, there was a mass occupation of the streets across Bahrain. One protester died, but it was his funeral next day that turned the situation from a purely political problem to one that involved the motorsport community.

 

Police fired at the funeral procession, killing one person, injuring 25 and pushing thousands into believing the powers-that-be had abandoned them. It was into the resulting bloodstained fury that the GP2 Asia circus entered the country. Will Buxton vividly described the situation in the country on the relatively quiet day before first practise was due to begin. The reports from others indicated that increasing amounts of violence were being employed by the police and army, a tactic which never helps calmness of people or encourage stability of government. The official position attempted to reassure foreigners that they were still safe in Bahrain, but increasingly people were having doubts.

 

Practise itself started with the ART and iSport teams playing football against each other because the medical staff due to support the race's requirements were recalled to Manama to assist the injured. The riot police had started using live bullets in addition to the tear gas and batons used previously. Clearly, it was dangerous for the GP2 Asia people to remain in Manama and there was no prospect of getting the medical staff back in time to run the race anyway. This was sufficient reason for the FIA's Bahrain branch to cancel the race, using Article 1.3 of Appendix O of the International Sporting Code:

"Recommendations regarding the number of personnel should be complied with throughout the event; if it is not possible... ...the programme of the event should be rearranged".

 

The press release was rather less verbose, but it posed a clear message to F1. If Bahrain could not safely host a GP2 race, what chance a F1 test two weeks later - or indeed the F1 race a week after that? Many people on the internet were arguing against going to Bahrain, and not because of the complaints of previous years concerning low overtaking opportunities and general blandness. The violence in the region is ongoing, despite the Crown Prince's pleas for calm and orders for the army to leave Manama having resulted in an entire day without bloodshed.

 

Insurance for many people in the F1 paddock is currently invalid with respect to travel to Bahrain, and is likely to remain so unless and until the various international travel advisers are assured the current peace is permanent. Sponsors may be reluctant to associate themselves with the country for the time being. Nick Heidfeld, one of the more thoughtful drivers on the F1 grid, has urged sensitivity - a level-headed approach, but is there time between now and the point where visa applications and freight transportation demand an answer?

 

How can F1 justify sending its people into a country where there is probable danger over and above the inherent danger of racing at over 200 mph? What ethical responsibilities does the sport have, given that ethical expectations have changed across the world as well as in the Middle East? Politically, what can - or should - F1 do to prevent itself from facing similar problems in future? Oh, and is there anything F1's own psuedopolitical structures can learn from the lessons of the Middle East?

 

I hope to answer these in my next blog entry. Until then, I leave you with a link to a comment I made on F1 Fanatic that may convince you that F1 - whatever it does - cannot be truly apolitical about this.

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My Silverstone Trip (Saturday)

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Saturday morning dawned cool and cloudy, with a hint of rain in the air. In fact, it had rained for ten minutes at 5am. I went to the shower block for the second time in the weekend (having had a shower on Thursday evening), but decided against it when the queue appeared to be 40 minutes long. I suppose when a campsite has eight shower cubicles to go between 350 or so pitches (and an estimated 700-800 people), this was bound to happen.

Dad decided that his fisherman's stool was unbearable to sit on, so he took a camping chair with him to the track. After all, there would be much more sitting down on Saturday than Friday. I was still OK with my seating arrangements, so my circuit bag was the same as the previous day.

Today, we were allowed to use the Copse gate. On the way, we saw compressed-air-powered klaxons on sale for £5. While some people had brought one from home, I did notice a fair few additional honks cutting through the cheers and applause after seeing the klaxon-seller.

In view of this, large black bucket of earplugs behind Copse's ticket inspection area was a particularly welcome sight. You had to be on the look out for it, but Dad and I got four earplugs (to add to the six we got when reporting my purse to the circuit police the previous day - the main entrance nearby also had an earplug bucket).

While I didn't use the earplugs until yesterday* because of the ear defender/earphone combination, Dad was pleased to have his earplug supply augmented by the bright green bits of foam. Unfortunately there were holes in the earplugs because they'd been designed to have a cable connecting them, so they could have been more effective. Still, it was better than nothing - and it was surprising how many spectators thought "nothing" was a good idea in the terrace.

I reckon about 20% of the terrace had ear defenders (including everyone with a klaxon - how else could they bear being near those things?). Perhaps another 35% had ear plugs, and it's possible that some of the 20% with just earphones had some sort of noise-cancelling technology in them. That still left 25% of the terrace with naked eardrums exposed to the racket generated by 20 F1 cars, 26 GP2 cars, 30 FBMW cars and who knows how many Porsches and historic cars?

However, this is jumping ahead of the story a little. Before Dad and I reached the terrace, we saw what appeared to be an informal marshal's meeting at the café by the paddock bridge. Dad got a coffee in the F1 Village and I had a hot chocolate. The coffee was £1.60 and quite good, apparently. My drink was £2 and was pretty average (blame the University of Sheffield's Interval bar for giving me high standards...)

By 8:15am, we were in the terrace. Little happened until we saw what appeared to be a lost bus. Stagecoach appeared to have the on-track transportation contract, as demonstrated when it later took the marshalls round on a tour, dropping them off at their posts en route. What didn't make sense was why it went round empty at 8:50am.

Watching the marshals was interesting. There were six of them at the position by my terrace, plus a doctor who seemed to spend most of the time bouncing around the place. He may well have had more energy than some of the marshals!

I had the chance to talk to some of my fellow spectators. Apart from people sympathising with me for the Force India intra-team collision yesterday (Sutil's 3rd was quickly forgotten), the main topics of conversation were the FIA statement of the previous night (the comments can be summarised by the words "silly Max") and betting. Apparently Jenson Button had odds of 5/6 on, hence why some people were betting on Vettel and Hamilton on "either-way" bets instead.

Webber's fuel pump problem, which stopped him in second practise, wasn't really discussed. Presumably people take Webber being unlucky as much for granted as Button winning or Piquet Jr. spinning.

The wind was gusting along the straight towards Becketts as Timo Glock opened practise proceedings. As this was the final session before qualifying, a very serious tone fell upon the session. Apart from Glock and Hamilton doing some minor exploration of run-off, nobody strayed from the track. Williams looked very strong, but Trulli, Vettel and Massa were never far away, so they could hardly be dismissed. This was even more true given Williams' record of doing worse in qualifying and the race than in practise.

The Force Indias were 15th and 16th, with Sutil the right side of the qualifying cut-off. It was looking good for one FIF1 to make it into Q2, but during practise, an interesting revelation was made. The reason for the massive gap between Adrian and Giancarlo in second Friday practise was because Adrian had received some upgrades halfway through Friday morning. Giancarlo only got the upgrades on Saturday morning. Perhaps this was just as well given that the upgrades included new front wings and both drivers lost their front wings at the end of Friday...

As the V8s faded, the TV announced that Bernie was trying to get a deal between Donington and Silverstone that guaranteed the latter would have the race if the former was unable to fulfil its obligations. I took it with a pinch of salt, which made the ensuing "Aren't we great? Bernie wants us back" talk a bit frustrating. I took the opportunity to look around me at the banners. There were lots of Brawn ones, along with one for Robert Kubica, a huge one for Ferrari... ...and one for Nottingham Forest. No, they haven't decided to put a team in Superleague Formula; someone simply decided that the recently-relegated football team needed a presence at Silverstone. Dad noticed at the end of the weekend that the banner was simply left where it had been hung, so I guess whoever had it was an embarrassed Nottingham FC fan.

The Porsche race ended such talk, at least temporarily. The fastest driver seemed to be a Dutch man with a helmet vaguely resembling Rubens Barrichello's usual helmet with a name I couldn't spell (I ended up noting him down as B'garter, but he's really called Jeroen Bleekemolen). He was leading for most of the race, but then Rast overtook him two laps from the end. A couple of cars went off the road, but it wasn't the thrills-and-spills series I'd remembered from my last visit to Silverstone in 2002.

I'd just finished munching on sandwiches and a yoghurt when the five-minute call came for qualifying. Q1 was a session of emotions going all over the place.

The delight at seeing Fisi come out of the pits first. It shouldn't have meant anything what point he came out of the pits, but feeling the positive energy of a crowd greet the first car out of the pits made me feel really happy Captain Big Smiley

The worry at seeing Fisi finish his first run in 19th, deep into the drop-out zone.

The pleasure of seeing his team-mate, Sutil, in 10th (note I support Force India first and foremost, it just happens I support Fisichella independently of that team support as well).

Feeling my eyes raise when Hamilton wobbled half-way into the session. He didn't come off the track, but it felt like a near thing.

The little grin I afforded myself when the Force Indias began their final run in the top 15.

The rising intensity of the crowd as Q1 inched towards the climax point where the counter hit zero and the red lights came on, stopping all new attempts to escape the dreaded drop-out zone. Cheers increased in volume, klaxons honked at more frequent intervals and I whispered under my breath:

"Forza Fisico, Forza Force India, Come on Jenson and Lewis, Forza Fisico, Forza Force India... ...and it'll need it if Adrian keeps hitting traffic... ...Come on Jenson and... ...No, Lewis, you can do better than that... ...Forza Fisico, Forza Force India... ...yellow thing, get out of Fisi's way..., Come on Jenson and Lewis, Forza OOF!"

The "OOF" reverberated around the terrace, the grandstands and the whole circuit as Adrian's car, minus the rear wing and seemingly half the back end, appeared on the giant TV screens. Adrian was clearly struggling to catch his breath - it had been a big impact. Yellow flags soon turned to red.

After about 20 seconds that felt like that many minutes, Adrian got out of the car and went back to the pits via the medical centre. A replay was not reassuring - apparent total brake failure preceded a half-spin in the gravel and a side/rear impact so bad that the rear wing deposited itself into the prohibited zone separating track from spectator. Yes, we all went to Silverstone to get close to the action, but that was perhaps a little closer than anyone intended...

It was at this point that I looked to the left of the screen. The news was bad. Adrian obviously couldn't do any more qualifying anyway, but he was only 18th. Worse still, Giancarlo, who'd been on a better lap prior to the red flag, was stuck in 16th. The 24 remaining seconds were barely enough to do an out-sector, never mind an out-lap. He took the news calmly enough by the look of the camera, but the look on his face when a post-qualifying interviewer told him that his team-mate had caused the red flag was priceless.

The one good thing for Force India was that they did out-qualify two cars on merit. Unfortuantely for me and the rest of the crowd, one of them was Hamilton. Of all the races his girlfriend Nicole Scherzinger could have chosen to watch Lewis race, this was not the best one!

Sebastien Buemi surprised everyone by bothering to go out in the 24 seconds remaining. Either he was milking the crowd (in which case it worked) or he wanted a tiny bit more data (success in that case being harder to determine).

Q2 was fairly uneventful, though Nakajima was kept off the top slot (which he'd held in Q1) due to a dominating display from the Red Bulls, along with good runs from Trulli, Barrichello and Raikkonen. Kimi's team-mate Massa got knocked out of Q2 and it seemed particularly baffling. He was joined by the BMWs, Piquet Jr. and Kovalainen, all of whom had inferior machinery to that required to be in Q3 (OK, Piquet Jr's team-mate Fernando got into Q3, but only by the skin of his teeth).

Q3 quietly established that the Red Bulls were still powerful, but Barrichello placed himself between Vettel and Webber. Button was 6th, 0.78 seconds behind the pole-sitter, which muted the crowd a little, but Vettel got justified applause for his success.

There were a few spots of rain at the start of the GP2 feature race, but they cleared away without the drivers needing to remove their slick tyres. That said, my support of the FMSI team did not go particularly well at the beginning - one of their drivers, Razia, spun in the pitlane exit while attempting to reach the grid! He started from the pit lane.

There was a crash on the first lap as one of the "Russia"-branded cars went off, colliding into Petrov (Valerio's team-mate) in the process. There were a couple of other crashes as drivers struggled a bit with the damp conditions. However, Valerio kept everything pointing the right way to win for Nelson Piquet Jr.'s team. I was pleased to see that FMSI's race had gone better than the pre-race omens indicated. Razia had gone from the pit lane to 10th while his team-mate, Andreas Zuber, went from 16th to 8th. This was important because it gave him pole for the sprint.

In Formula BMW, it was a tense battle between Dutchman Frijes and Malaysian-sounding but British-passport-holding Mansoor. The latter led for most of the race but was passed on the last lap, much to the crowd's disappointment. FMSI had a middling race, with Piñero starting and finishing 11th and his team-mate going from 24th to 17th. Oh well, there was always tomorrow...

The historics race was difficult to keep track of. A Lister E-type won the race, but most of what I saw was various cars heading out of the pits for repairs and the occasional crasher (a Lola T79 being the best crash, if such a moniker can be given to crashes that are likely to cost private collectors a lot of money).

With the day's racing over, we made our way back to the campsite. There was a hog roast, which interested us until we noticed they were charging £5 for a bit of pig in a cob. So instead Dad and I joined the 45-minute queue for the showers and I talked to a fellow camper about hire cars, Stonehenge and the wisdom (or lack of same) of following herds.

Later that night, I tried to sleep to a backdrop of "Wonderwall" being sung in about sixty different keys. The alarm was set for 5:30am, ready for what promised to be a magical day...

* - I had to block out my parents chopping wood outside and the ear defenders seemed overkill for the job.
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