The war maker : $b Being the true story of Captain George B. BoyntonSmith, Horace Herbert
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The war maker : $b Being the true story of Captain George B. Boynton
Smith, Horace Herbert
Filibusters
I suspected that the coffee I received had been stolen from planters
who were loyal to the government, and that the rebels had “levied”
on it as a war tax, but as they charged me three cents less a pound
than the market price, while I charged them four or five times as much
for the arms and ammunition as they cost me, I had no compunctions of
conscience about taking it. It is a waste of good time and precious
protoplasm to sympathize with Central or South Americans who are
pillaged by rebels, for in the next uprising the victims of the
previous one will, in their turn, be the plunderers. Thanks to the
meddling of American warships, things have quieted down a great deal
within recent years, but in the good old days, of which I am writing,
revolutions were as much a part of the daily life of the people in
those countries as their morning meal, and more so than their morning
bath. In fact, the most popular morning salutation was, “Who are we
revoluting for [or against] to-day?” Few went further and asked why
they were in revolt, for that was a minor consideration and there
were not many who knew. At least nine-tenths of the steady routine of
revolutions were due to nothing more than personal ambition, which
has been the curse of Latin America. Some man of influence or a
disgruntled general who had helped to elevate some other general to
the presidency, and then had not been shown the consideration to which
he thought himself entitled, would raise the standard of rebellion.
Under a plethora of promises as to what he would do when he became
president, he would attract other dissatisfied ones to his cause, and
it usually was only a question of time until he overturned the unstable
government. Then he would, in turn, be unable or unwilling to make good
on all of his promises, real or implied, and those whom he disappointed
would proceed to throw him out. Every man of importance had a following
of ignorant natives who, either because they had grown up in his
section of the country and had been taught to show him homage, or
because they expected to lead lazy lives when he became all-powerful,
would follow him blindly. A revolution which involved any question of
good government was almost unheard of. It is nothing but the inordinate
and, among the upper classes, almost unanimous thirst for power that
has retarded the development of these rich countries for generations.
Blessed by nature beyond the understanding of those who have not spent
years in them, they have been cursed by man. When they have become
civilized and their development once sets in, it will eclipse anything
America has ever seen.
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