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And when two such people encounter each other, and their eyes meet, the past and the future become unimportant. There is only that moment, and the incredible certainty that everything under the sun has been written by one hand only. It is the hand that evokes love, and creates a twin soul for every person in the world. Without such love, one's dreams would have no meaning.
Treat Your S(h)elf: The Anarchy: The Relentless Rise Of The East India Company (2019)
It was not the British government that began seizing great chunks of India in the mid-eighteenth century, but a dangerously unregulated private company headquartered in one small office, five windows wide, in London, and managed in India by a violent, utterly ruthless and intermittently mentally unstable corporate predator â Clive.
William Dalrymple, The Anarchy: The Relentless Rise Of The East India Company
âOne of the very first Indian words to enter the English language was the Hindustani slang for plunder: loot. According to the Oxford English Dictionary, this word was rarely heard outside the plains of north India until the late eighteenth century, when it became a common term across Britain.â
With these words, populist historian William Dalrymple, introduces his latest book The Anarchy: The Relentless Rise of the East India Company. It is a perfect companion piece to his previous book âThe Last Mughalâ which I have also read avidly. Iâm a big fan of William Dalrympleâs writings as Iâve followed his literary output closely.
And this review is harder to be objective when you actually know the author and like him and his family personally. Born a Scot he was schooled at Ampleforth and Cambridge before he wrote his first much lauded travel book (In Xanadu 1989) just after graduation about his trek through Iran and South Asia. Other highly regarded books followed on such subjects as Byzantium and Afghanistan but mostly about his central love, Delhi. He has won many literary awards for his writings and other honours. He slowly turned to writing histories and co-founding the Jaipur Literary Festival (one of the best Iâve ever been to). He has been living on and off outside Delhi on a farmhouse rasing his children and goats with his artist wife, Olivia. Itâs delightfully charming.
Whatever he writes he never disappoints. This latest tome I enjoyed immensely even if I disagreed with some of his conclusions.
Dalrymple recounts the remarkable rise of the East India Company from its founding in 1599 to 1803 when it commanded an army twice the size of the British Army and ruled over the Indian subcontinent. Dalrymple targets the British East India Company for its questionable activities over two centuries in India. In the process, he unmasks a passel of crude, extravagant, feckless, greedy, reprobate rascals - the so-called indigenous rulers over whom the Company trampled to conquer India.
None of this is news to me as Iâm already familiar with British imperial history but also speaking more personally. Like many other British families we had strong links to the British Empire, especially India, the jewel in its crown. Those links went all the way back to the East India Company. Typically the second or third sons of the landed gentry or others from the rising bourgeois classes with little financial prospects or advancement would seek their fortune overseas and the East India Company was the ticket to their success - or so they thought. Â
The East India Company tends to get swept under the carpet and instead everyone focuses on the British Empire. But the birth of British colonialism wasnât engineered in the halls of Whitehall or the Foreign Office but by what Dalrymple calls, âhandful of businessmen from a boardroom in the City of Londonâ. There wasnât any grand design to speak of, just the pursuit of profit. And it was this that opened a Pandoraâs Box that defined the following two centuries of British imperialism of India and the rise of its colonial empire.
The 18th-century triumph and then fall of the Company, and its role in founding what became Queen Victoriaâs Indian empire is an astonishing story, which has been recounted in books including The Honourable Company by John Keay (1991) and The Corporation that Changed the World by Nick Robins (2006). It is well-trodden territory but Dalrymple, a historian and author who lives in India and has written widely about the Mughal empire, brings to it erudition, deep insight and an entertaining style.
He also takes a different and topical twist on the question how did a joint stock company founded in Elizabethan England come to replace the glorious Mughal Empire of India, ruling that great land for a hundred years? The answer lies mainly in the title of the book. The Anarchy refers not to the period of British rule but to the period before that time. Dalrymple mentions his title is drawn from a remark attributed to Fakir Khair ud-Din Illahabadi, whose Book of Admonition provided the author with the source material and who said of the 18th century âthe once peaceful realm of India became the abode of Anarchy.â But Dalrymple goes further and tells the story as a warning from history on the perils of corporate power. The American edition sports the provocative subtitle, âThe East India Company, Corporate Violence, and the Pillage of an Empireâ (compared with the neutral British subtitle, âThe Relentless Rise of the East India Companyâ). However I think the story Dalrymple really tells is also of how government power corrupts commercial enterprise.
Itâs an amazing story and Dalrymple tells it with verve and style drawing, as in his previous books, on underused Indian, Persian and French sources. Dalrymple has a wonderful eye for detail e.g. After the Companyâs charter is approved in 1600 the merchant adventures scout for ships to undertake the India voyage: âThey have been to Deptford to âview severall shippes,â one of which, the May Flowre, was later famous for a voyage heading in the opposite directionâ.
What a Game of Thrones styled tv series it would make, and what a tragedy it unfolded in reality. A preface begins with the foundation of the Company by âCustomer Smytheâ in 1599, who already had experience trading with the Levant. Certain merchants were little better than pirates and the British lagged behind the Dutch, the Portuguese, the French and even the Spanish in their global aspirations. It was with envious eyes that they saw how Spain had so effectively despoiled Central America. The book fast-forwards to 1756, with successive chapters, and a degree of flexibility in chronology, taking the reader up to 1799. What was supposed to be a few trading posts in India and an import/export agreement became, within a century, a geopolitical force in its own right with its own standing army larger than the British Army.
It is a story of Machiavels from both Britain and India, of pitched battles, vying factions, the use of technology in warfare, strange moments of mutual respect, parliamentary impeachment featuring two of the greatest orators of the day (Edmund Burke and Richard Sheridan), blindings, rapes, psychopaths on both sides, unimaginable wealth, avarice, plunder, famine and worse. It is, in particular â because of the feuding groups loyal to the Mughals, the Marathas, the Rohilla Afghans, the so-called âbankers of the worldâ the Jagat Seths, and local tribal warlords â a kind of Game Of Thrones with pepper, silk and saltpetre. And that is even before we get to the British, characters such as Robert Clive âof Indiaâ, victor at the Battle of Plassey and subsequent suicide; the problematic figure of the cultured Warren Hastings, the whistle-blower who became an unfair scapegoat for Company atrocities; and Richard Wellesley, older brother to the more famous Arthur who became the Duke of Wellington. Co-ordinating such a vast canvas requires a deft hand, and Dalrymple manages this (although the list of dramatis personae is useful). There is even a French mercenary who is described as a âpastry cook, pyrotechnic and poltroonâ.
When the Red Dragon slipped anchor at Woolwich early in 1601 to exploit the new royal charter granted to the East India Company, the venture started inauspiciously. The ship lay becalmed off Dover for two months before reaching the Indonesian sultanate of Aceh and seizing pepper, cinnamon and cloves from a passing Portuguese vessel. The Company was a strange beast from the start  âa joint stock company founded by a motley bunch of explorers and adventurers to trade the worldâs riches. This was partly driven by Protestant Englandâs break with largely Catholic continental Europe. Isolated from their baffled neighbours, the English were forced to scour the globe for new markets and commercial openings further afield. This they did with piratical enthusiasm❠William Dalrymple writes. From these Brexit-like roots, it grew into an enterprise that has never been replicated âa business with its own army that conquered swaths of India, seizing minerals, jewels and the wealth of Mughal emperors. This was mercenary globalisation, practised by what the philosopher Edmund Burke called âa state in the guise of a merchantââ.
The East India Companyâs charter began with an original sin - Elizabeth I granted the company a perpetual monopoly on trade with the East Indies. With its monopoly giving it enhanced access to credit and vast wealth from Indian trade, itâs no surprise that the company grew to control an eighth of all Britainâs imports by the 1750s. Yet it was still primarily a trading company, with some military capacity to defend its factories. That changed thanks to a well-known problem in institutional economics - opportunism by a company agent, in this case Robert Clive of India, who in time became the richest self-made man in the world in time.
Like many start-ups, it had to pivot in its early days, giving up on competing with the entrenched Dutch East India Company in the Spice Islands, and instead specialising in cotton and calico from India. It was an accidental strategy, but it introduced early officials including Sir Thomas Roe to âa world of almost unimaginable splendour❠in India, run by the cultured Mughals.
The Nawab of Bengal called the English âa company of base, quarrelling people and foul dealersâ, and one local had it that âthey live like Englishmen and die like rotten sheepâ. But the Company had on its side the adaptiveness and energy of capitalism. It also had a force of 260,000, which was decisive when it stopped negotiating with the Mughals and went to war. After the Battle of Buxar in 1764, âthe English gentlemen took off their hats to clap the defeated Shuja ud-Daula, before reinstalling him as a tame ruler, backed by the Companyâs Indian troops, and paying it a huge subsidy. âWe have at last arrived at that critical Conjuncture, which I have long foreseenâ wrote Robert Clive, the âcurt, withdrawn and socially awkward young accountant❠whose risk-taking and aggression secured crucial military victories for the Company. It was a high point for âthe most opulent company in the world,❠as Robert Clive described it.
So how was a humble group of British merchants able to take over one of the great empires of history? Under Aurangzeb, the fanatic and ruthless Mughal emperor (1658-1707), the empire grew to its largest geographic extent but only because of decades of continuous warfare and attendant taxing, pillaging, famine, misery and mass death. It was a classic case of the eventual fall of a great power through military over-extension.
At Aurangzebâs death in 1707, a power struggle ensued but none could command. âMughal succession disputes and a string of weak and powerless emperors exacerbated the sense of imperial crisis: three emperors were murdered (one was, in addition, first blinded with a hot needle); the mother of one ruler was strangled and the father of another forced off a precipice on his elephant. In the worst year of all, 1719, four different Emperors occupied the Peacock Throne in rapid succession. According to the Mughal historian Khair ud-Din Illahabadi ⌠âDisorder and corruption no longer sought to hide themselves and the once peaceful realm of India became a lair of Anarchyââ.
Seeing the chaos at the top, local rulers stopped paying tribute and tried to establish their own power bases. The result was more warfare and a decline in trade as banditry made it unsafe to travel. The Empire appeared ripe to fall. âDelhi in 1737 had around 2 million inhabitants. Larger than London and Paris combined, it was still the most prosperous and magnificent city between Ottoman Istanbul and Imperial Edo (Tokyo). As the Empire fell apart around it, it hung like an overripe mango, huge and inviting, yet clearly in decay, ready to fall and disintegrateâ.
In 1739 the mango was plucked by the Persian warlord Nader Shah. Using the latest military technology, horse-mounted cannon, Shah devastated a much larger force of Mughal troops and âmanaged to capture the Emperor himself by the simple ruse of inviting him to dinner, then refusing to let him leave.â In Delhi, Nader Shah massacred a hundred thousand people and then, after 57 days of pillaging and plundering, left with two hundred yearsâ worth of Mughal treasure carried on â700 elephants, 4,000 camels and 12,000 horses carrying wagons all laden with gold, silver and precious stonesâ.
At this time, the East India Company would have probably preferred a stable India but through a series of unforeseen events it gained in relative power as the rest of India crumbled. With the decline of the Mughals, the biggest military power in India was the Marathas and they attacked Bengal, the richest Indian province, looting, plundering, raping and killing as many as 400,000 civilians. Fearing the Maratha hordes, Bengalis fled to the only safe area in the region, the company stronghold in Calcutta. âWhat was a nightmare for Bengal turned out to be a major opportunity for the Company. Against artillery and cities defended by the trained musketeers of the European powers, the Maratha cavalry was ineffective. Calcutta in particular was protected by a deep defensive ditch especially dug by the Company to keep the Maratha cavalry at bay, and displaced Bengalis now poured over it into the town that they believed offered better protection than any other in the region, more than tripling the size of Calcutta in a decade. ⌠But it was not just the protection of a fortification that was the attraction. Already Calcutta had become a haven of private enterprise, drawing in not just Bengali textile merchants and moneylenders, but also Parsis, Gujaratis and Marwari entrepreneurs and business houses who found it a safe and sheltered environment in which to make their fortunesâ. In an early example of what might be called a âcharter city,â
English commercial law also attracted entrepreneurs to Calcutta. The âcityâs legal system and the availability of a framework of English commercial law and formal commercial contracts, enforceable by the state, all contributed to making it increasingly the destination of choice for merchants and bankers from across Asiaâ.
The Company benefited by another unforeseen circumstance, Siraj ud-Daula, the Nawab (ruler) of Bengal, was a psychotic rapist who got his kicks from sinking ferry boats in the Ganges and watching the travelers drown. Siraj was uniformly hated by everyone who knew him. âNot one of the many sources for the period â Persian, Bengali, Mughal, French, Dutch or English â has a good word to say about Sirajâ. Despite his flaws, Siraj might have stayed in power had he not made the fatal mistake of striking his banker. The Jagat Seth bankers took their revenge when Siraj ud-Daula came into conflict with the Company under Robert Clive. Conspiring with Clive, the Seths arranged for the Nawabâs general to abandon him and thus the Battle of Plassey was won and the stage set for the East India Company.
In typical fashion, Dalrymple devotes half a dozen pages to the Companyâs defeat at Pollidur in 1780 by Haider Ali and his son, Tipu, but a few paragraphs to its significance (Haider could have expelled the Company from much of southern India but failed to pursue his advantage). The reader is not spared the gory details.
âSuch as were saved from immediate death,â reads a quote from a British survivor about his fellow troops, âwere so crowded togetherâŚseveral were in a state of suffocation, while others from the weight of the dead bodies that had fallen upon them were fixed to the spot and therefore at the mercy of the enemyâŚSome were trampled under the feet of elephants, camels, and horses. Those who were stripped of their clothing lay exposed to the scorching sun, without water and died a lingering and miserable death, becoming prey to ravenous wild animals.â
Many further battles and adventures would ensue before the British were firmly ensconced by 1803 but the general outline of the story remained the same. The EIC prospered due to a combination of luck, disarray among the Companyâs rivals and good financing.
The Mughal emperor Shah Alam, for example, had been forced to flee Delhi leaving it to be ruled by a succession of Persian, Afghani and Maratha warlords. But after wandering across eastern India for many years, he regathered his army, retook Delhi and almost restored Mughal power. At a key moment, however, he invited into the Red Fort with open arms his âadoptedâ son, Ghulam Qadir. Ghulam was the actual son of Zabita Khan who had been defeated by Shah Alam sixteen years earlier. Ghulam, at that time a young boy, had been taken hostage by Shah Alam and raised like a son, albeit a son whom Alam probably used as a catamite. Expecting gratitude, Shah Alam instead found Ghulam driven mad.  Ghulam Qadir, a psychopath, ordered a minion to blind Shah Alam: âWith his Afghan knifeâŚ.Qandahari Khan first cut one of Shah Alamâs eyes out of its socket; then, the other eye was wrenched outâŚShah Alam flopped on the ground like a chicken with its neck cut.â Ghulam took over the Red Fort and after cutting out the eyes of the Mughal emperor, immediately calling for a painter to immortalise the event.
A few pages on, Ghulam Qadir gets his just dessert. Captured by an ally of the emperor, he is hung in a cage, his ears, nose, tongue, and upper lip cut off, his eyes scooped out, then his hands cut off, followed by his genitals and head. Dalrymple out-grosses himself with the description of Ahmad Shah Durrani, the Afghan invader of India, dying of leprosy with âmaggotsâŚ.dropping from the upper part of his putrefying nose into his mouth and food as he ate.â
By 1803, the Companyâs army had defeated the Maratha gunners and their French officers, installed Shah Alam as a puppet back on his imitation Peacock Throne in Delhi, and the Company ruled all of India virtually.
Indeed as late as 1803, the Marathas too might have defeated the British but rivalry between Tukoji Holkar and Daulat Rao Scindia prevented an alliance. âHere Wellesleyâs masterstroke was to send Holkar a captured letter from Scindia in which the latter plotted with Peshwa Baji Rao to overthrow Holkar ⌠âAfter the war is over, we shall both wreak our full vengeance upon him.â ⌠After receiving this, Holkar, who had just made the first two days march towards Scindia, turned back and firmly declined to join the coalitionâ.
For Dalrymple the crucial point was the unsanctioned actions of Robert Clive and the bullying of Shah Alam in the rise of the East India Company.
The Jagat Seths then bribed the company men to attack Siraj. Clive, with an eye for personal gain, was happy attack Siraj at the behest of the Jagat Seths even if the company directors had no part in this. They âconsistently abhorred ambitious plans of conquest,â he notes. Cliveâs defeat of Siraj at Plassey and the subsequent chain of events that led to Shah Alam giving tax-raising powers to the company in 1765 may be historyâs most egregious example of the principal-agent problem.
Thus, the East India Company acquired by accident the ultimate economic rent â a secure, unearned income stream. Company cronies initially thwarted attempts at oversight in London, but a government bailout in 1772 following the Bengal Famine and the collapse of Ayr Bank confirmed the crownâs interest in the company, which had now become Too Big to Fail. Adam Smith called the companyâs twin roles of trader and sovereign a âstrange absurdityâ in Book IV of The Wealth of Nations (unfortunately, Smithâs long condemnatory discussion of the company receives only a cursory reference from Dalrymple).
As part of the bailout, Parliament passed the Tea Act to help the company dump its unsold products on the American colonies by giving it the monopoly on legal tea there (Americans drank mostly smuggled Dutch tea). This, of course, led to the Boston Tea Party and the American Revolution.
By 1784, Parliament had set up an oversight board that increasingly dictated the companyâs political affairs. The attempted impeachment of Governor-General Warren Hastings by the House of Lords in 1788 confirmed that the company was no longer its own master. By that stage, the company was an arm of the state. Dalrympleâs coverage of the subsequent racist policies of Lord Cornwallis and the military adventures of Richard Wellesley make for compelling reading, but they are not examples of unfettered corporate power.
Overlaid on top of luck and disorder, was the simple fact that the Company paid its bills. Indeed, the Company paid its sepoys (Indian troops) considerably more than did any of its rivals and it paid them on time. It was able to do so because Indian bankers and moneylenders trusted the Company. âIn the end it was this access to unlimited reserves of credit, partly through stable flows of land revenues, and partly through collaboration of Indian moneylenders and financiers, that in this period finally gave the Company its edge over their Indian rivals. It was no longer superior European military technology, nor powers of administration that made the difference. It was the ability to mobilise and transfer massive financial resources that enabled the Company to put the largest and best-trained army in the eastern world into the fieldâ.
Dalrymple pretty much loses interest once the Company gains full control. âThis book does not aim to provide a complete history of the East India Company,â he writes. He skips past one mention of Hong Kong, which the East India Company seized after the opium wars in China. A few sentences record the 1857 uprising of Indian soldiers that led to the British government taking India from the Company and establishing the Raj that lasted until Indian independence in 1947.
The author makes passing reference to the fact that the struggle for American independence was underway for much of the period about which he writes. He notes that It was British East India Company tea that patriots dumped into Boston harbor in 1773. American colonists were so grateful that the Mysore sultans tied up British forces that might have been deployed in America, they named a warship the Hyder Ali. Lord Cornwallis provides a connection, having surrendered to George Washington at Yorktown in 1781, an event confirming American independence, and turning up in 1786 in India as governor-general, taking Tipu Sultanâs surrender in 1792.
That reference raises an interesting side question that may someday deserve closer examination - Why were American colonists successful in driving off their British overlords. At the same time, Indian aristocracy and the masses over whom they ruled were unable to rid themselves of the British East India Company and the British Raj for another century?
No heroes emerge from Dalrympleâs expansive account that is rich, even overwhelming in detail. He covers two centuries but focuses on the period between 1765 and 1803 when the Company was transformed from a commercial operation to military and totalitarian â to use an appropriate term derived from Sanskrit - juggernaut. Among the multitude of characters involved in this sordid story are a few British names familiar in general history, Robert Clive of India, Warren Hastings, Lord Cornwallis, and Colonel Arthur Wellesley, who was better known long after he departed India as the Duke of Wellington. None - with the exception of Hastings - escape the scathing indictment of Dalrympleâs pen.
At the core of the story we meet Robert Clive, an emblematic character who from being a juvenile delinquent and suicidal lunatic rose to rule India, eventually killing himself in the aftermath of a corruption scandal. In particular Robert Clive comes in for much criticism by Dalrymple. After putting down one rebellion, Clive managed to send back ÂŁ232 million, of which he personally received ÂŁ22m. There was a rumour that, on his return to England, his wifeâs pet ferret wore a necklace of jewels worth ÂŁ2,500. Contrast that with the horrors of the 1769 famine: farmers selling their tools, rivers so full of corpses that the fish were inedible, one administrator seeing 40 dead bodies within 20 yards of his home, even cannibalism, all while the Company was stockpiling rice. Some Indian weavers even chopped off their own thumbs to avoid being forced to work and pay the exorbitant taxes that would be imposed on them. The Great Bengal famine of 1770 had already led to unease in London at its methods. âWe have murdered, deposed, plundered, usurped,❠wrote the Whig politician Horace Walpole. âI stand astonished by my own moderation,â Clive protested, after outrage intensified when the Company had to be bailed out by the British government in 1772. Clive took his own life in disgrace.Â
Warren Hastings, whom Dalrymple portrays as the more sensitive and sympathetic Company man, was first made governor general of India for 12 years and later endured seven years of impeachment for corruption before acquittal. Hastings showed âdeep respectâ for India and Indians, writes, Dalrymple, as opposed to most other Europeans in India to suck out as much as possible of the subcontinentâs resources and wealth. âIn truth, I love India a little more than my own country,❠wrote Hastings, who spoke good Bengali and Urdu, as well as fluent Persian. â(Edmund) Burke had defended Robert Clive (first Governor General of Bengal) against parliamentary enquiry, and so helped exonerate someone who genuinely was a ruthlessly unprincipled plunderer. Now he directed his skills of oratory against Warren Hastings (who was finally impeached), a man who, by virtue of his position, was certainly the symbol of an entire system of mercantile oppression in India, but who had personally done much to begin the process of regulating and reforming the Company, and who had probably done more than any other Company official to rein in the worst excesses of its rule,â Dalrymple writes. At his public impeachment hearing in 1788, Burke thundered: âWe have brought before youâŚ..one in whom all the frauds, all the peculation, all the violence, all the tyranny in India are embodied.â They got the wrong man but, by the time he was cleared in 1795, the British state was steadily absorbing the Company, denouncing its methods but retaining many of its assets.
Dalrymple has a soft spot for a couple of Indian locals. âThe British consistently portrayed Tipu as a savage and fanatical barbarian,â Dalrymple writes, âbut he was in truth a connoisseur and an intellectualâŚâ Of course, Tipu, Dalrymple confesses a bit later, had rebelsâ âarms, legs, ears, and noses cut off before being hangedâ as well as forcibly circumcising captives and converting them to Islam.
Emperor Shah Alam (1728-1806) is contemporary for much of the time Dalrymple covers. âHis wasâŚa life marked by kindness, decency, integrity and learning at a time when such qualities were in short supplyâŚheâŚmanaged to keep the Mughul flame alive through the worst of the Great AnarchyâŚ.â Dalrymple portrays a most intriguing figure in Emperor Shah Alam, a man attracted to mysticism and yet as prepared as his contemporaries to double-deal; someone who endures exile and torture and who outlives, albeit in a melancholy fashion, his enemies. Despite his lack of wealth, troops or political power, the very nature of his being emperor still, it seems, inspired affection.
Part of Dalrympleâs excellence is in the use of Indian sources â he takes numerous quotes from Ghulam Hussain Khan, acclaimed by Dalrymple as âbrilliant,â who threads the story as an 18th-century historian on his untranslated works, Seir Mutaqherin (Review of Modern Times). Dalrymple has used a trove of company documents in Britain and India as well as Persian-language histories, much of which he shares in English translation with the reader. However he does this a bit too often and portions of his account can seem more assembled than written.
These pages are also brimming with anecdotes retold with Dalrympleâs distinctive delight in the piquant, equivoque and gory: we have historical moments when âit seemed as if it were raining blood, for the drains were streaming with itâ (quoted from a report c1740 regarding events that preceded Nadir Shahâs infamous looting of the peacock throne) as well as duels between Company officials so busy with their in-fighting that itâs a miracle they could perform their work at all; thereâs also homosexuality, homophobia, sexual torture, castrations, cannibalism, brothels and gonorrhoea.
The principal protagonists of the âBlack Hole of Calcuttaâ incident are both, naturally, certified pervs: Siraj ud-Daula is a âserial bisexual rapistâ while his opponent Governor Drake is having an âaffair with his sisterâ. And one particular Mughal governor liked to throw tax defaulters in pits of rotting shit (âthe stench was so offensive, that it almost suffocated anyone who came near itâ). All this gives one a rough idea of what historically important people were up to according to Dalrymple. But all things considered, Dalrympleâs research is solid and heavily annotated.
However entertaining and widely researched using unused Urdu and Persian sources, Dalrympleâs overall approach doesnât tell us very much about the general tendency in eighteenth-century imperial activity, and particularly that of the British, that we didnât already know. And other things he downplays or neglects. Thus, the East India Company was one of a series of ânationalâ East India companies, including those of France, the Netherlands and Sweden. Moreover, for Britain, there was the Hudson Bay Company, the Royal African Company, and the chartered companies involved in North America, as well, for example, as the Bank of England. Â Delegated authority in this form or shared state/private activities were a major part of governance. To assume from the modern perspective of state authority that this was necessarily inadequate is misleading as well as teleological. Indeed, Dalrymple offers no real evidence for his view. Was Portuguese India, where the state had a larger role, âbetterâ?
Secondly, let us look at India as a whole. There is an established scholarly debate to which Dalrymple makes no ground breaking contribution. This debate focuses on the question of whether, after the death in 1707 of the mighty Mughal Emperor Aurangzeb (r. 1658-1707), the focus should be on decline and chaos or, instead, on the development of a tier of powers within the sub-continent, for example Hyderabad. In the latter perspective, the East India Company (EIC) emerges as one and, eventually, the most successful of the successor powers. That raises questions of comparative efficiency and how the EIC succeeded in the Indian military labour market, this helping in defeating the Marathas in the 1800s.
An Indian power, the EIC was also a âforeignâ one; although foreignness should not be understood in modern terms. As a âforeignâ one, the EIC was not alone among the successful players, and was not even particularly successful, other than against marginal players, until the 1760s. Â Compared to Nadir Shah of Persia in the late 1730s (on whom Michael Axworthy is well worth reading), or the Afghans from the late 1750s (on whom Jos Gommans is best), the EIC was limited on land. This was part of a longstanding pattern, encompassing indeed, to a degree, the Mughals. Dalrymple fails to address this comparative context adequately.
Dalrymple seems particularly incensed at âcorporate violenceâ and in a (mercifully short) final chapter alludes to Exxon and the United Fruit Company. Indeed Dalrymple has a pitch â that globalisation is rooted here, albeit that âthe worldâs largest corporationsâŚ..are tame beasts compared with the ravaging territorial appetites of the militarised East India Company.â
It is an interesting question to ask: How might the actions of these corporate raiders have differed from those of a state? Itâs not clear, for example, that the EIC was any worse than the average Indian ruler and surely these stationary bandits were better than roving bandits like Nader Shah. The EIC may have looted India but economic historian Tirthankar Roy explains that: âMuch of the money that Clive and his henchmen looted from India came from the treasury of the nawab. The Indian princes, âwalking jewelerâs shopsâ as an American merchant called them, spent more money on pearls and diamonds than on infrastructural developments or welfare measures for the poor. If the Company transferred taxpayersâ money from the pockets of an Indian nobleman to its own pockets, the transfer might have bankrupted pearl merchants and reduced the number of people in the harem, but would make little difference to the ordinary Indian.â
Moreover, although it began as a private-firm, the EIC became so regulated by Parliament that Hejeebu (2016) concludes, âAfter 1773, little of the Companyâs commercial ethos survived in India.â Certainly, by the time the brothers Wellesley were making their final push for territorial acquisition, the company directors back in London were pulling out their hair and begging for fewer expensive wars and more trading profits.
So also for eighteenth-century Asia as a whole. Dalrymple has it in for the form of capitalism the EIC represents; but it was less destructive than the Manchu conquest of Xinjiang in the 1750s, or, indeed, the Afghan destruction of Safavid rule in Persia in the early 1720s. Such comparative points would have been offered Dalrymple the opportunity to deploy scholarship and judgment, and, indeed, raise interesting questions about the conceptualisation and methodologies of cross-cultural and diachronic comparison.
Focusing anew on India, the extent to which the Mughal achievement in subjugating the Deccan was itself transient might be underlined, and, alongside consideration, of the Maratha-Mughal struggle in the late seventeenth century, that provides another perspective on subsequent developments. The extent to which Bengal, for example, did not know much peace prior to the EIC is worthy of consideration. It also helps explain why so many local interests found it appropriate, as well as convenient, to ally with the EIC. It brought a degree of protection for the regional economy and offered defence against Maratha, Afghan, and other, attacks and/or exactions. The terms of entry into a British-led global economy were less unwelcome than later nationalist writers might suggest. Dalrymple himself cites Trotsky, who was no guide to the period. To turn to other specifics is only to underline these points.
After Warren Hastingsâ impeachment which in effect brought to an end the era when âalmost all of India south of [Delhi] wasâŚ..effectively ruled by a handful of businessmen from a boardroom in the City of London.❠It is hard to find a simple lesson, beyond Dalrympleâs point that talk of Britain having conquered India âdisguises a much more sinister realityâ.
One of the great advantages non-fiction has over fiction is that you cannot make it up, and in the case of the East India Company, you cannot make it up to an extent that beggars belief. William Dalrymple has been for some years one of the most eloquent and assiduous chroniclers of Indian history. With this new work, he sounds a minatory note. The East India Company may be history, but it has warnings for the future. It was âthe first great multinational corporation, and the first to run amokâ. Wryly, he writes that at least Walmart doesnât own a fleet of nuclear submarines and Facebook doesnât have regiments of infantry.
Yet Facebook and Uber does indeed have the potential power to usurp national authority - Facebook can sway elections through its monopoly on how people consume their news for instance. But they do not seize physical territory as Dalrymple states. Even an oil company with private guards in a war-torn country does not compare these days. This doesnât exonerate corporations though. I know from personal experience of working in the corporate world that it attracts its fair share of psychopaths and cold blooded operators obsessed with the bottom lines of their balance sheets and the worship of the fortunes of their share prices and the lengths they go to would indeed come close to or cross over moral and legal lines. Perhaps the moral is to keep a stern eye on âcorporate influence, with its fatal blend of power, money and unaccountabilityâ. Clive reflected after Buxar, âWe must indeed become Nabobs ourselves in Fact if not in NameâŚ..We must go forward, for to retract is impossible.â That was the nature of the beast.Â
Speaking of being beastly, some readers may disagree with the more radical views presented in taking apart the imperialist project and showed it for what it was - not about civilising savages, but about brutally exploiting civilised humans by treating them as savages. I think thatâs partly true but not the whole story as Dalrymple will freely concede himself. Imperial history is a charged subject and they defy lazy Manichean conclusions of good guys and bad guys.
Dalrympleâs book is an excellent example of popular history - engaging, entertaining, readable, and informative. However, I honestly think he should have stuck to the history and not tried to draw out a trustbusting parallel with todayâs big companies. Where the parallels exist, they are to do with cronyism, rent-seeking, and bailouts, all of which are primarily sins of government.Â
The Anarchy remains though a page-turning history of the rise of the East India Company with plenty of raw material to enjoy and to think about. To my mind the title âThe Anarchyâ is brilliantly and appositely chosen. There are in fact two anarchies here; the anarchy of the competing regimes in India, and the anarchy â literally, without leaders or rules â of the East India Company itself, a corporation that put itself above law. The dangers of power without governance are depicted in an exemplary fashion. Dalrymple has done a great service in not just writing an eminently readable history of 18th century India, but in reflecting on how so much of it serves as a warning for our own time when chaos runs amok from those seeking to be above the law.