Review: Augustine Sedgewick’s ‘Coffeeland’

Filling those cans of Hills Brothers coffee concerned a few opposite forms of brutality. Because flourishing coffee requires a extensive volume of labor—for planting, pruning, picking, and processing—a planter’s success depends on anticipating adequate people in a panorama peaceful to work. The essential doubt confronting any would-be capitalist, as Sedgewick reminds us, has always and ever been “What creates people work?”

Chattel labour had supposing a good answer for Brazil’s coffee farmers, though by a time Hill arrived in El Salvador, in 1889, worker labor was no longer an option. A intelligent and rational businessman, Hill accepted that he indispensable salary labor, lots of it, and as a son of a Manchester slums, he knew that a best answer to a doubt of what will make a chairman work was in fact simple: hunger.

There was usually one problem. Rural Salvadorans, many of whom were Indians called “mozos,” weren’t hungry. Many of them farmed tiny plots of communally owned land on a volcano, some of a many fruitful in a country. This would have to change if El Salvador was to have an trade crop. So during a insistence of a coffee planters and in a name of “development,” a supervision launched a module of land privatization, forcing a Indians to possibly pierce to some-more extrinsic lands or find work on a new coffee plantations.

Actually a choice wasn’t primarily utterly so stark. Even a lands newly planted with coffee still offering copiousness of giveaway food for a picking. “Veins of nourishment”—in a form of cashews, guavas, papayas, jocotes, figs, dragon fruits, avocados, mangoes, plantains, tomatoes, and beans—“ran by a coffee monoculture, and wherever there was food, however scant, there was freedom, however fleeting, from work,” Sedgewick writes. The planters’ resolution to this “problem”—the problem of nature’s bounty—was to discharge from a landscape any plant that was not coffee, formulating an ever some-more total monoculture in that zero else was available to grow. When a possibility avocado tree did conduct to tarry in some ignored corner, a campesino held tasting a fruit would be indicted of burglary and beaten if he was lucky, or shot if he was not. Thus was a judgment of private skill tender on a Indians.

In Sedgewick’s words, “What was indispensable to strap a will of a Salvadoran people to a prolongation of coffee, over land privatization, was a plantation’s prolongation of craving itself.” James Hill did a math and found that workers showed adult many soon and worked many diligently if he paid them partly in cash—15 cents a day for women and double that for men—and partly in food: breakfast and lunch, that consisted of dual tortillas surfaced with as many beans as could be offset on them. (The internal diet became as unchanging as a landscape.) Hill so remade thousands of keep farmers and foragers into salary laborers, extracting quantities of over-abundance value that would be a enviousness of any Manchester bureau owner.