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Accounts Of 19th-Century Colonialism Read As Brutal Yet Modern Cautionary Tales.
By Gregory McNamee
King Leopold's Ghost, by Adam Hochschild (Houghton
Mifflin). Cloth, $26.
Exterminate All the Brutes, by Sven Lindqvist (New
Press). Paper, $12.
KING LEOPOLD II of Belgium (1835-1909) was a strange man,
even by the eccentric standards of the royal bloodline that produced
him and his cousins Queen Victoria of England, Kaiser Wilhelm
of Germany, Empress Carlota of Mexico and Tsar Nicholas of Russia.
He was notoriously avaricious, even as a child. He was cruel to
his servants. He hated his wife and daughters, who returned the
favor. Accustomed to having his way at all times, Leopold nonetheless
seems to have despised thoroughly his native land and his willing
subjects, whom he collectively dismissed as "small country,
small people." He disliked Belgium so much, in fact, that
he had all the meat for his table brought in from neighboring
France, spent most of his time in Paris or the French Riviera,
and disdained even to dock his imperial yacht in Belgian waters.
But the scornful king, Adam Hochschild tells us in King Leopold's
Ghost, nonetheless determined that his tiny country deserved
a mighty empire. He set about scouring the earth for a likely
place for a Belgian colony, ordering his aides to make inquiries
of the Argentine government whether an island at the confluence
of the Uruguay and Parana rivers might be for sale, to try to
purchase the islands of Fiji and Formosa, to convince the Spanish
king to sell him the Philippines.
Rebuffed in his efforts, Leopold happened on newspaper accounts
of the voyages of Henry Morton Stanley, the self-promoting journalist
and explorer who had newly made himself famous by discovering
the whereabouts of the Scottish traveler David Livingstone. Leopold
importuned Stanley--a native of Wales who, for reasons of his
own, passed himself off as an American--to help him conquer the
hitherto unexplored area south of Uganda. Stanley did not bite,
but he still pointed Leopold in the direction of the Congo, where,
he said, there were fortunes to be made.
Great fortunes indeed lay along the course of the Congo River,
rich in iron, gold, ivory and especially rubber. The huge area,
a drainage as large as India, had been little explored by Portuguese,
French, German and English travelers, and Leopold was able to
seize the territory with only murmurs of protest from his seniors
in the business of colonialism. (Ever disdainful of Belgium, Leopold
claimed it for himself, ceding it to his country two decades later.)
Belgian soldiers made quick work of the takeover, armed with three
great advantages over the native KiKongo peoples, in Hochschild's
estimation: superior weaponry with which to battle the indigenes;
superior medical knowledge with which to battle a vast array of
tropical diseases; and superior transport with which to battle
the huge distances of the African interior.
Wherever the Belgian flag went, terror followed. The result was,
Hochschild argues, "a death toll of Holocaust dimensions,"
numbering somewhere between 4 and
8 million Congolese dead in the space of two decades. No one will
ever know the true count, but the estimates have strong corroboration
in a range of sources from writers who in some instances deplored
the slaughter and in others participated in it. Hochschild works
from a wide range of documents from the period to paint his devastating
portrait of Leopoldian savagery. He enjoyed an uncommon embarrassment
of riches in his endeavor, as he writes, "the Victorian era
was a golden age of letters and diaries; and sometimes it seems
as if every visitor or official in the Congo kept a voluminous
journal and spent each evening on the riverbank writing letters
home." None of those who murdered and tortured the Congolese
peoples seems to have kept silent. Instead, many of the eyewitnesses
to whom Hochschild appeals for evidence were strangely proud of
their efforts on behalf of their king, and Hochschild damns them
with their own words.
As the Belgians demonstrated in the Congo, conquest is a brutal
business. The Belgians were not alone in their inhumane actions,
however: in the 19th century, colonial powers around the world
seemingly strove to outdo one another in new ways of behaving
savagely, a conquest that's especially evident in Africa.
In Exterminate All the Brutes, Swedish historian Sven
Lindqvist paints a broad-brush history of European colonialism
on the continent. Drawing his title, and much of the brooding
spirit of his book, from Joseph Conrad's fable Heart of Darkness--which
Conrad, as Hochschild reports, called "experience...pushed
a little (and only very little) beyond the actual facts of the
case"--Lindqvist turns up 19th-century newspaper accounts
of British massacres of wounded Sudanese rebels after the siege
of Omdurman; of German concentration camps in what was once called
Southwest Africa; of a Belgian captain who decorated his flower
beds with the heads of recalcitrant plantation workers.
These incidents were not unusual, Lindqvist writes. Neither were
they considered particularly inhumane among the people who perpetrated
them. Lindqvist argues persuasively that colonialism was guided
by a doctrine that placed Europe at the top of the evolutionary
ladder and regarded non-Europeans as a separate species bound
for extinction--a doctrine, the author suggests, that found its
ultimate expression in the Holocaust. One can take issue with
Lindqvist at several turns, but his book is certainly thought-provoking,
just as a good book of historical investigation should be.
Hochschild and Lindqvist have produced unsettling, even harrowing
books that extend our understanding of dark moments in world history--moments
that are sadly being recapitulated today in Africa, South Asia,
the Balkans...wherever conquerors seek to establish empires.
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