Essential, immensely readable, history of the British West Indies and the North American colonies from the 1650s to the 1820s. After a slow start, this royal shitstorm of totally farked up people really takes off.
In the 1650s, one enterprising son of an Anglican minister, by the name of Drax, began sugar cane cultivation on Barbados using the Dutch model from the South American mainland. Barbados develops sugar plantations first, with nearby St. Kitts following. And then, in an effort to show some positive achievement to the English people after overthrowing the king, Oliver Cromwell decides to take over Spain’s territories in the New World. With little intelligence and rushed planning this slapdash plan goes about as well as Trump’s sudden and unilateral imposition of tariffs on the world.
In a nutshell, in “one of the most disastrous military expeditions in British history” the English ship more than 10,000 “soldiers” and sailors over from local farms, slums and prisons and see how far they can get on an island (first Hispaniola and then Jamaica) before they die of drunkenness, disease or malnutrition. A few of them are trained as soldiers. (I am reminded of Russia in Ukraine today.) More than half are dead within 10 months, including, in a nice bit of karma, Thomas Gage, the “renegade priest” who had urged the expedition on Cromwell to begin with. And what do the “soldiers” who survive this shitshow get at the end of the day? A small plot of land to work themselves, if they are lucky.
The “development” of sugar cultivation on each island proceeds like a game of Monopoly, with a small coterie of wealthy and ambitious men growing richer and richer and lording it over everyone else, snapping up the land of owners who succumb to disease or financial failure. A large underclass of landless whites develops and is used as a recruiting ground for “buccaneers” to assist with the war on Spain by looting Spanish ships and burning settlements. These eventually become the familiar pirates of the Caribbean that the British navy must work mightily to suppress 100 years later.
Starting with Barbados, the landowners come to realize that the poor indentured whites who have been shipped from Scotland, Ireland, and England are too “lazy” and unmotivated for the brutal and dangerous work of planting, harvesting and processing cane into pure sugar, and what’s more, they will not stop complaining about their “rights.” So, even though slavery has been outlawed or abandoned throughout civilized Europe, the landowners decide to imitate the Spanish (who had enslaved the natives in their New World) and buy Africans from the Dutch. Because, after all, they have to earn a profit, right? And slavery is just the means to that end. (I am sure they told themselves.) The British eventually nose the Dutch out of the slave trade, to which the American colonists end up being late comers.
For a few landowners, life at home on the plantation is an orgy of drinking (rum is made from sugar cane—it was called “Kill Devil”), gaming and using (again, literally) the slaves like their personal playthings. Venereal disease and sadistic violence towards the powerless slaves is rampant. What happens to the morals of upstanding English men who have just stepped off the boat from England? I guess it should not be surprising that in a tropical paradise where you have a 25% chance of dying of disease in the next two years, slaves who (understandably) revolt frequently outnumber you 10 to 1, and there is little culture or diversion apart from sugar operations, things could become a bit dicey, morally speaking. Especially when everyone around you seems to have no compunction at all.…
Governance: Each of the English islands of the West Indies, principally Barbados, St. Kitts and Jamaica, were republics, with a governor, appointed by England, and local legislative assemblies. English parliament sends over governors to try to manage the colonists, but the honest governors, who don’t play ball with the scofflaw local “tech bros” are attacked as “corrupt” and sent packing, which frees the rich locals to install themselves or their lackeys. These governors routinely take bribes, skim customs duties, ignore illegal trading, and generally give the wealthy whatever the hell they want, much like the Trump administration of today.
The North Americans colonists make a great deal of money selling foodstuffs, supplies and slaves to the Sugar Islands, and defy England’s rules on trading with the Spanish and the French during the wars, undercutting English trade in molasses, which leads to growing anger toward the ungrateful colonists in English parliament… To recoup the costs of the war against the French, part of which was to protect the colonies, parliament imposes additional tariffs on goods sold to the North Americans. The colonists take umbrage at this, and instead of realizing their error, the English double down by stationing troops in New England. Eventually, the Bostonians have enough.
Most of the book deals with (a) the slow erosion of morals experienced by newcomers, (b) specific individuals’ extremely bad behavior, (c) the sufferings of the slaves and the frequent revolts and suppressions, (d) the near constant and FUBARish fighting between Spain, England and France over one or another island, (e) the growth, demise and ultimate loss of wealth and power of a few families, (f) the connections between North American trade and the Sugar Islands, and (g) finally, the push to end and the outlawing of, slavery in the Sugar Islands.
All that mattered to any of the English on these islands, it seems, was money. How much could they make in how short a time before they were claimed by disease or vengeful slaves. But the system and the industry certainly made ambitious, determined, scheming, greedy, lucky men fabulously wealthy. Capitalism is good at doing this. But at what cost to everyone else, first and foremost the African slaves, but also the white underclass? And even the wealth that was brought back to England was for the most part wasted on pointless building projects, expensive art and furniture and seats in Parliament. The rest was generally, and some quite literally, pissed away.
Overall, a brilliant, awful, mesmerizing history, well told.