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Neither French nor Portuguese, but the Belgians—or rather the Belgian sovereign. King Leopold's Ghost, by Adam Hochschild, is your essential nonfiction companion piece—your skeleton key—to Heart of Darkness, giving you the necessary historical context.
Basically, Leopold, through his corporations and his soldiers, ran the Congo as a personal fiefdom—treating the indigenous peoples with absolute brutality and with zero accountability, turning the whole country into a slave labor camp. In the thirty years that Leopold ruled the Congo, ten million people were slaughtered—literally half the total indigenous population. Ten million people. That's more than died in the Holocaust.
Joseph Conrad was there, in the thick of it—a steamboat officer, rather like Marlow—and what he saw there shook up his assumptions about human nature.
The ambiguity that the Flyboy so ably sets out is the key here. Some read the story as being about the corrupting influence of being isolated, in a "primitive" land—but I'm not so sure. Conrad is fascinated with how people react to crisis or stress—whether they stay whole, or break. He seems to put a great deal of stock in the notion of strength of character: here's Marlow in Heart of Darkness, meeting the Company's accountant in the Congo...
"[N]ear the buildings I met a white man, in such an unexpected elegance of get-up that in the first moment I took him for a sort of vision. I saw a high starched collar, white cuffs, a light alpaca jacket, snowy trousers, a clean necktie, and varnished boots. No hat. Hair parted, brushed, oiled, under a green-lined parasol held in a big white hand. He was amazing, and had a penholder behind his ear. .... I respected the fellow. Yes; I respected his collars, his vast cuffs, his brushed hair. His appearance was certainly that of a hairdresser's dummy; but in the great demoralization of the land he kept up his appearance. That's backbone. His starched collars and got-up shirt-fronts were achievements of character."
In the same demoralizing land and doing the same soul-crushing colonialist work as Kurtz, this prissy little bourgeois manages to keep his head together, while Kurtz becomes a monster. The "darkness" both the corrupting influence of the land, yes, but also the darkness of the human heart—its flaws and weaknesses; and I'd argue that, in seeking to explain Kurtz's evil (and indeed, the overall atmospheric miasma of evil throughout Marlow's river journey), Conrad emphasizes the latter over the former.
The fault lies not in the "primitive" land, but in the human heart. After all, the spider at the center of the Congo's web of evil was, in fact, a respectable monarch sitting on his throne in civilized Europe. |
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