So, as I'm reading the first part of this book, about how the Brits and other Europeans were snatched — sometimes right from their homes — and then transported in unthinkably awful conditions to slave pens almost as bad and then sold at auction as slaves, all I could think was how remarkably familiar it should all sound to anyone who's ever heard of the black slave trade. And I just kept waiting for Milton to draw the parallel, and remind us that it's not skin colour that makes this whole proposition offensive. After I'd just about given up on him, he finally did, and then my faith in humanity was once again shaken as he pointed out that while the British and the rest of the Europeans were all appalled and aghast at this sort of treatment, they all still considered it a perfectly reasonable thing to do to others. Yes, I know, I know, perceptions were different, and blacks were considered subhuman at best by most of the white world at this time, but I still have trouble wrapping my head around that, and as someone who is notorious for playing devil's advocate (why yes, I'm a Libra. Why do you ask?), the idea that you can't watch a basically identical situation and see that it's basically identical is something else I have trouble with, regardless of the prevailing notions at the time.
Anyway, once we moved past the initial capture, we moved onto discussions of the horrific treatment the slaves (mostly, but not all, white christians, for the record) received at the hands of the sultan. And it was horrific. The one thing the black slave trade had going for it — And here I'd just like to take a moment and state that I am in no way condoning slavery in any form. It doesn't matter how well your master treats you, owning other people is simply not acceptable. One of the few blanket statements I'm willing to make wholeheartedly and without reserve. Slavery = bad, no matter what. However. With the black slave trade being as spread out and common as it was, slave owners ran the gamut. So while some of them certainly didn't treat their slaves much better than Moulay Ismail treated his, at least there was some chance that a slave could end up with a master who had some degree of humanity and would take care of his slaves at least as well as his livestock, or other property that he valued. Their value may have been considered strictly in monetary terms, but at least they had some, which meant that in many cases, they were at least fed reasonably well, had access to medical care when necessary. Still slaves, still not acceptable, but I for one would take that over living my entire time in captivity in a fetid cell with no air and full of vermin and flooding and way too many other people, and no way to ever clean anyone or anything, on far too few rations of water and food, for a guy who'd just as soon behead me (one of his least creative torture/execution methods) as look at me. So as slave owners go, this guy was definitely up there with the worst of the worst. Certainly in terms of sheer numbers who died on his watch, he can't have had too much competition.
All that said, I found this book started to get really repetitive. There was just so much re-iteration of the fact that conditions sucked, the work was intensely hard on the body (this is a severe understatement), and the slaves were treated with extreme brutality. I just got bored, which is not the response you want, I think, to a book about this much human suffering.
It actually is surprising, though, how little one ever hears about this particular part of history. It went on for decades — centuries, even , I think — involved people from pretty much all of Europe, and the outrage over this treatment of white people was so high at the time. This plus the fact that the history we see in the Western world tends to be so white European-centric makes it somewhat surprising that you almost never hear about it. It's interesting.
In any case, I learned some interesting stuff, but I wish the book were shorter and less repetitious.