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Last week the University of Cape Town bowed to student protests and removed a prominent memorial to arch British imperialist Cecil Rhodes. South African campaigners have targeted other

statues too, vandalising one of Queen Victoria in Port Elizabeth. "Rhodes rage" has even spread to this country: students have been demonstrating outside Oriel College, Oxford,

demanding that its limestone Rhodes, sitting in a niche overlooking the high street, be toppled. But such campaigns often divide opinion. Last year a poll of Bristolians revealed that 44%

wanted to see the memorial to slave-trader Edward Colston mothballed, while 56% disagreed. Meanwhile in the Scottish highlands a huge statue of the Duke of Sutherland, a key figure in the

notorious 19th-century clearances, or forced resettlements of tenant farmers, has been repeatedly vandalised – a protest denounced by some locals as the work of "political

fanatics". So what should happen to the statues of fallen "heroes" – once respected, now reviled? We'd be looking at a lot of empty plinths if every offender against

modern morality were to be removed. And yet statues in public spaces have enormous symbolic importance, for they are erected to promote particular ideals and values. This is why many have

welcomed the removal of dictators' images in eastern Europe and the Middle East in recent years as signs of freedom, while the restoration of Stalinist slogans in the Moscow metro has

been condemned as a sign of authoritarianism. Clearly the current political context is crucial. Statues of Henry VIII – one of our more unpleasant and brutal rulers – are, like 16th-century

politics itself, pretty uncontroversial, and it would be absurd to remove them. But in contemporary Cape Town, memorials to Rhodes are very hard to defend. Rhodes was not just personally

unscrupulous and venal, making his enormous fortune by cheating and bullying Africans out of their land, but he was also a committed ideologist of British racial supremacy and an important

progenitor of apartheid. Even contemporaries saw him as extreme in his imperialist views. Given that apartheid fell so recently and its legacies survive in huge disparities of wealth,

education and land distribution, what is truly surprising is that the monument has survived for so long. The lesson for Britain is that parts of the past are not dead and symbols matter. And

we too need to confront our imperial and racist past more openly and consistently, for the sake of both good international relations and social harmony at home. This government's

decision to place a statue of Gandhi in close proximity to his arch-enemy Winston Churchill outside parliament last month was therefore a good one. It showed respect to British Asians and

was also a shrewd move, given that the government wants trade deals with India. This suggests there are ways of recognising the crimes of our imperial past short of the mass removal of

statues and wholesale changing of street names. Liverpool has built an International Slavery Museum and some Bristol campaigners have called for plaques to be put on monuments to slavers,

reminding viewers of how these granite heroes came by their wealth. Another solution is to create theme parks for the currently detested, the embarrassing or the simply inappropriate. After

the fall of the USSR, the Yeltsin government established a monument park, crammed with the Lenins and Stalins so swiftly dispatched from the squares and city centres of Russia. In India,

Delhi's Coronation Park, once the Raj's ceremonial parade ground, has become the slightly surreal resting place for the marble monarchs, viceroys and governors of yesteryear; it is

now quite a successful tourist attraction. History is therefore respected, but in a way that provokes critical reflection; this avoids pretending the memorials never existed, or leaving

them in place, as if the wounds of the past don't matter. So here is a proposal for a possible Labour-SNP coalition – a policy that both parties could agree on easily: create a park of

fallen "heroes", perhaps near the English-Scottish border, or maybe to liven up London's Olympic Park. Scotland could exile its cruel aristocrats there, while English cities

would find a home for their more embarrassing local sons; the Robert Clive ("of India"), currently swaggering outside the Foreign Office, might join them. And perhaps Oriel College

could consider sending its Cecil Rhodes there too, replacing him with somebody more appropriate for a 21st-century international university.