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Roots and Fruits
It would have been particularly shaming for me to have discovered that my ancestors were amongst the slave-owners compensated by the British government on the abolition of slavery in 1833, especially when some of them at least had been so vocal in the abolitionist movement.
I was relatively confident in their integrity, but not entirely: after all, they certainly knew and corresponded with slavers, such as Pierce Butler (no relation), who sent his son to my great*4 grandfather's school in Chelsea and was visited in America by said ancestor's own son. Moreover, they were just the right class to have had a few "field workers" labouring sight unseen on some Antiguan plantation. People are pretty susceptible to long-distance hypocrisy: it's not as if most of us in the West are unaccustomed to live relatively well off the back of cheap foreign labour even today. So it was with some trepidation that I checked the compensation database (which I recommend generally, by the way - it's a fascinating site).
Luckily it gave me the all clear. I feel very relieved, which is a little strange in itself, but a measure I suppose of how invested I am in this eccentric but mostly harmless - indeed, often benevolent - crew, whose deeds have occasionally enlivened this journal.
I was relatively confident in their integrity, but not entirely: after all, they certainly knew and corresponded with slavers, such as Pierce Butler (no relation), who sent his son to my great*4 grandfather's school in Chelsea and was visited in America by said ancestor's own son. Moreover, they were just the right class to have had a few "field workers" labouring sight unseen on some Antiguan plantation. People are pretty susceptible to long-distance hypocrisy: it's not as if most of us in the West are unaccustomed to live relatively well off the back of cheap foreign labour even today. So it was with some trepidation that I checked the compensation database (which I recommend generally, by the way - it's a fascinating site).
Luckily it gave me the all clear. I feel very relieved, which is a little strange in itself, but a measure I suppose of how invested I am in this eccentric but mostly harmless - indeed, often benevolent - crew, whose deeds have occasionally enlivened this journal.
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although every now and then I remind myself that I am almost certainly descended from Cossack raiders as well. I mean, pretty much nobody isn't descended from a violent nonconsensual sex by modern definitions, if you're willing to go back a couple hundred years.
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OTOH the Swedish side believed in Hard Work and they were far too poor even if Sweden had had any hand in the trade.
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Until you go back much further, of course, because I am significant parts Celt and Viking, and some ancestor or other undoubtedly owned a relative of another ancestor. Or at least it seems likely.
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Even as late as the civil war some people in the North were profiting from slavery.
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I did an quick check and found possible names, but the family surname is Lyon, which is not uncommon, which means they may not be related to me at all. Still, the family name is there, so it's worth checking up one day. If it turns out they're not related, it will sort out which Jewish Lyon family in early 19th century London wasn't mine at all, which saves a lot of other legwork. So... not a cheerful check, but a handy one. Thank you!