Luso-Japanese mestizo

Japanese ronin in Thailand

The old Thai capital of Ayutthaya was a fantastically cosmopolitan place in the seventeenth century. Among others, there were French, Dutch, Portuguese, Spanish, Japanese, and Persian colonies living around the city. The Japanese residents alone included ronin, traders, and Japanese Christian refugees. (The photo above is of Japanese mercenaries in the service of the Thai king — note the elephants and the rising sun flag.)

As you might imagine, the characters that wound up in seventeenth-century Ayutthaya were not exactly run of the mill personalities. There was then apparently a job title of “adventurer,” along the lines of the Man Who Would be King: see, for example, Filipe de Brito de Nicote, the Portuguese adventurer in the nearby Arakan coast of Burma, or the unappealing Bastian Gonsalves, aka Sebastian Gonzales Tibao or Sebastian Gonslaves Tibeau. The chaotic history of the failed Portuguese colonization of Chittagong and Sandwip Island (modern Bangladesh) and Arakan is still waiting for a movie.

One of these adventurers was the Greek Constantine Phaulkon who became, briefly, an important character in late 17th century Ayutthaya and married Maria Pina de Guimar, a Luso-Japanese (presumably Catholic) mestizo.

Could you get a more obscure ethnic designation than “Luso-Japanese mestizo”? Only in Ayutthaya.

Or Macao; but that’s another story.

The Furling of the Flags

12 April 1865, Appomattomax courthouse.

Joshua Chamberlain was selected to receive the Confederate surrender. He describes the scene thus:

The momentous meaning of this occasion impressed me deeply. I resolved to mark it by some token of recognition, which could be no other than a salute of arms. Well aware of the responsibility assumed, and of the criticisms that would follow, as the sequel proved, nothing of that kind could move me in the least. The act could be defended, if needful, by the suggestion that such a salute was not to the cause for which the flag of the Confederacy stood, but to its going down before the flag of the Union. My main reason, however, was one for which I sought no authority nor asked forgiveness. Before us in proud humiliation stood the embodiment of manhood: men whom neither toils and sufferings, nor the fact of death, nor disaster, nor hopelessness could bend from their resolve; standing before us now, thin, worn, and famished, but erect, and with eyes looking level into ours, waking memories that bound us together as no other bond;–was not such manhood to be welcomed back into a Union so tested and assured?

Instructions had been given; and when the head of each division column comes opposite our group, our bugle sounds the signal and instantly our whole line from right to left, regiment by regiment in succession, gives the soldiers salutation, from the “order arms” to the old “carry”–the marching salute. Gordon at the head of the column, riding with heavy spirit and. downcast face, catches the sound of shifting arms, looks up, and, taking the meaning, wheels superbly, making with himself and his horse one uplifted figure, with profound salutation as he drops the point of his sword to the boot toe; then facing to his own command, gives word for his successive brigades to pass us with the same position of the manual,–honor answering honor. On our part not a sound of trumpet more, nor roll of drum; not a cheer, nor word nor whisper of vain-glorying, nor motion of man standing again at the order, but an awed stillness rather, and breath-holding, as if it were the passing of the dead!

I think you’d have to be more hard-hearted than me to not be moved by that scene. Chamberlain, hero of the second day of Gettysburg at Little Round Top with the 20th Maine and later president of Bowdoin College, continues:

What visions thronged as we looked into each others eyes! Here pass the men of Antietam, the Bloody Lane, the Sunken Road, the Cornfield, the Burnside-Bridge; the men whom Stonewall Jackson on the second night at Fredericksburg begged Lee to let him take and crush the two corps of the Army of the Potomac huddled in the streets in darkness and confusion; the men who swept away the Eleventh Corps at Chancellorsville; who left six thousand of their companions around the bases of Culps and Cemetery Hills at Gettysburg; these survivors of the terrible Wilderness, the Bloody-Angle at Spottsylvania, the slaughter pen of Cold Harbor, the whirlpool of Bethesda Church!

The whole passage is well worth reading, especially on the anniversary of that “chill gray morning.”

A New Deal in Pakistan

I highly recommend reading a great, thickly detailed, optimistic article on Pakistan, “A New Deal in Pakistan,” by William Dalrymple in The New York Review of Books. The thrust of his nuanced article is that the stereotype of fundamentalist Pakistan doesn’t hold water and that the recent elections are a cause for hope:

To widespread surprise, the elections in Pakistan were free and fair; and Pakistanis voted heavily in favor of liberal centrist parties opposed to both the mullahs and the army. Here, in a country normally held up in the more Islamophobic right-wing press of Western countries as the epitome of “what went wrong” in the Islamic world, a popular election resulted in an unequivocal vote for moderate, secular democracy.

I certainly missed that; I knew there were elections and that they had gone badly for Musharraf, but I didn’t understand the full import of those elections. And Pakistan, over the last five years, has been changing. Among the changes that Dalrymple notes are the booming economy, especially in the cities (“full of gay designers and beautiful models”) and the growth of a newly prosperous middle class:

It was this newly enriched and empowered urban middle class that showed its political muscle for the first time with the organization of a lawyers’ movement, whose protests against the dismissal of the chief justice soon swelled into a full-scale pro-democracy campaign, despite Musharraf’s harassment and arrest of many lawyers. The movement represented a huge shift in Pakistani civil society’s participation in politics. The middle class were at last moving from their living rooms onto the streets, from dinner parties into political parties.

But these changes go beyond the secular city; even in traditionalist strongholds such as the Northwest Frontier Province (ancient Udyana, homeplace of none other than Padmasambhava but I digress), the pro-Taliban party in power lost, decisively, to the Awami National Party (ANP).

[The ANP] is a remnant of what was once a mighty force: the nonviolent and secular Red Shirts movement, which, before the creation of Pakistan, was originally led by Khan Abdul Ghaffar Khan, an important ally of Mahatma Gandhi from the North-West Frontier Province. Ghaffar Khan was locked up by one Pakistani general after another for much of the time between Partition and his death in 1988, but his political movement has survived both the generals and a succession of bomb blasts aimed at its party, and has now—after nearly fifty years in opposition—made a dramatic comeback under the leadership of Ghaffar Khan’s grandson, Asfandyar Wali Khan.

That’s a little dizzying to think about, Gandhi’s allies in charge — again! — of the NWFP.

Dalrymple’s article was so good that I went looking for more by him and I’m now, ecstatically, reading his From the Holy Mountain, about old Christian communities in the Middle East.

The Lhasa Riots

James Miles of The Economist was, coincidentally, on an officially sanctioned visit to Lhasa when the riots broke out there last week. He spoke with CNN, giving the first good account that I’ve seen of the violence. Several points stand out for me, including the extent of the destruction, the lack of an immediate crackdown by the authorities in response, the surprise on the part of the Han Chinese targets of the violence, and the curent martial law effectively — although not explictly — in place now.

(His excellent article, “Trashing the Beijing Road” is available now at the Economist website, but no promises how long that link will work without a subscription.)

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A couple trillion dollars worth of crappy loans

sub-prime+AAA meltdown

Via the Big Picture and Paul Kedrosky (again), a frightening view of the potential depths of the sub-prime crisis, still unfolding:

This report discusses the implications of the recent financial market turmoil for central banks. We start by characterizing the disruptions in the financial markets and compare these dislocations to previous periods of financial stress. We confirm the conventional view that the current problems in financial markets are concentrated in institutions that have exposure to mortgage securities. We use several methods to estimate the ultimate losses on these securities. Our best (very uncertain) guess is that the losses will total about $400 billion, with about half being borne by leveraged U.S. financial institutions. We then highlight the role of leverage and mark-to-market accounting in propagating this shock. This perspective implies an estimate of the eventual contraction in balance sheets of these institutions, which will include a substantial reduction in credit to businesses and households. We close by exploring the feedback from credit availability to the broader economy and provide new evidence that contractions in financial institutions balance sheets’ cause a reduction in real GDP growth.

Leveraged Losses: Lessons from the Mortgage Market Meltdowns [.pdf] by David Greenlaw of Morgan Stanley, Jan Hatzius of Goldman Sachs, Anil Kashyap of the University of Chicago and Hyun Song Shin of Princeton University.

They’re talking, in total, about two trillion dollars and 1.5% of GDP!