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For the settlers in Kenya were really parasites in paradise. Kenya, for them, was a huge winter home for aristocrats, which of course meant big game hunting and living it up on the backs of a million field and domestic slaves, the Watu as they called them.
Coming ashore in Mombasa, as was clearly shown by the photographic evidence in the 1939 edition of Lord Cranworth’s book, Kenya Chronicles, was literally on the backs of Kenyan workers. “No one coming into a new country”, he writes, “could desire a more attractive welcome. We were rowed ashore in a small boat and came to land on the shoulders of sturdy Swahili natives.” This was in 1906.
And, so, beyond drinking whisky and whoring each other’s wives and natives…and gunning natives for pleasure in this vast happy valley…the settler’s produced little. No art, no literature, no culture, just the making of a little dominion marred only by niggers too many to exterminate, the way they did in New Zealand.