One of
Arthur Conan Doyle’s more memorable minor characters was an Andaman Islander named
Tonga in ‘The Sign of the Four’, whose countenance he described in the
following unflattering terms:
Never have I seen features so deeply marked with all bestiality and
cruelty. His small eyes glowed and burned with a sombre light, and his thick
lips were writhed back from his teeth ….
It’s
definitely not 21st-century protocol, and yet I can’t help thinking
that the impression left on the mind of the helicopter pilot who was being shot
at by Andaman men with bows and arrows was not dissimilar, especially when he
considered his fate should his craft be downed.
The Stone Age
confronts the Atomic Age: an Andaman Islander takes pot-shots at a helicopter
with his bow and arrow
An Indian official who tried to make contact with them wrote the
following:
We had brought in
gifts of pots and pans, large quantities of coconuts, iron tools like hammers
and long knives… But the Sentinelese warriors faced us with angry and grim
faces and fully armed with their long bows and arrows, all set to defend their
land.
Few
pictures exist of these elusive people. What we know for sure is that they like
their privacy and will summarily deal with any intruder whom they regard as a
threat.
Last month,
an American missionary called John Allen Chau was killed by tribesmen when he
set foot on their island, North Sentinel, one of the Andaman Islands. He shouldn’t
have been there – it’s a protected area and people can only enter by special
dispensation from the Indian government. But he had bribed some fishermen into
taking him.
Mr Chau was
described as an ‘adventurer missionary’. I take this as an upgrade of the
‘explorer missionary’ of bygone times when there were still chunks of the world
map that were unexplored or very scantily explored. Among those ‘explorer
missionaries’ was David Livingstone – probably the last of the genre of any
note– the remains of whose compound I visited at a place called Kolobeng while
living in Botswana. Livingstone was initially backed by the London Missionary
Society (LMS) and later also by government and commercial parties who had an
interest in what his explorations north of the Zambezi would reveal. Livingstone’s
main personal driving force was to discover the source of the Nile. I’m not
casting aspersions on the man’s character or motives – by all accounts, he was
a thoroughly decent bloke who genuinely cared for African people and did a lot
of good in his role as a medical doctor. But to call him a ‘missionary’ in the Sunday
School sense of the word is misleading.
Missionisation
was an integral element of the civilisation process as Westerners saw it.
Christianity, the rule of law and capitalist economics constituted a package
deal that defined the pinnacle of civilisation – Western civilisation. The
ethics of the day fully justified taking assertive measures to ensure that the
compound message was assimilated by the peoples of subjugated lands. (The
attitude of powerful expansionist Muslim civilisations such as the Ottoman
Empire was of the same hue.)
A lot of
indigenous peoples appeared to take the bait – there were often inducements
involved such as steel axes and blankets. But the stories of mass conversions
that some missionaries came back with have to be put in context. When tribal
peoples ‘convert’ to a foreign religion such as Christianity, they do not
generally ditch their old belief systems. Primitive peoples recognise the
existence of the gods of other peoples; to them, each ethnic group has its own
deities which are as real as their own. If another people have superior
technology and are militarily and economically stronger, then it seems a good
idea to get on side with that people’s god(s), especially if the invitation to
do so is extended. But you don’t do so at the expense of your own tribal god(s)
– who could, after all, get nasty by sending disease, making the crops fail or
putting a hex on your hunting gear. The end result is a hotchpotch of endogenous
and exogenous beliefs – maddeningly frustrating to the uninformed outsider as
the indigenous person flits from the one to the other in what seems a game of
conceptual musical chairs.
Ask them what they now
‘believe’ and you would end up looking just as confused as they do
By the late19th
century, the emphasis of major missionisation organisations such as the LMS was
discernibly shifting from the other-worldly to the this-worldly domain.
Education became a focal activity as a means to help native peoples modernise
and improve their conditions of life. They even got involved in politics – for
instance, LMS missionaries made it possible for a delegation of Botswanan paramount chiefs to visit London in
1878 to petition for protectorate status in the light of expanding German
influence in South-West Africa and growing incursions by Boer raiding parties.
The upshot was the protectorate of Bechuanaland (renamed Botswana upon
independence in 1966).
I work at
the American University of Beirut (AUB), set up in 1866 as the Syrian
Protestant College by three American men routinely described as ‘missionaries’.
But their operational objective was neither to Christianise (given that
Christianity came from this region, that would be taking coals to Newcastle!)
nor to Protestantise. The raison d’ être of AUB since its inception, engraved on the
main entrance gate, is “That they may have life and have it more abundantly” –
a quotation of biblical origin, but with a here-and-now thrust.
The modern ‘Christian
missionary’ is not usually disseminating Christianity as such but rather a particular
narrow sectarian version of it, a message often spiked with side-swipes at
other Christian sects from whom they poach converts. The US fundamentalist fringe operates a
plethora of ‘missions’ in Central and South America and in Asia that
aggressively peddle their religious ideologies to the point where some
governments have had to take steps to curtail their activities because of the
offence and division they were causing (not to mention very shady money-raising
practices in some cases).
Here in
Lebanon, as in other Middle Eastern countries, the law frowns upon open religious
proselytising. Accosting people in the street with religious tracts, or
door-knocking Mormon-style, invites trouble. I sympathise with this stance,
especially where the proselytisers are foreigners – society here is fragmented
enough already and the last thing we need is outsiders imposing yet more fracture
lines.
Not long
ago, I came across a couple of young female Korean ‘missionaries’ stopping
people on the street in Hamra (the suburb of Beirut where I live) and handing
out leaflets produced by some American fundamentalist outfit. I tried telling
them they were breaking the law but their English wasn’t up to any meaningful
exchange. I’ll wager they don’t speak a word of Arabic either. Getting the
dirty work done by dewy-eyed Korean girls presumably on tourist visas tells you
lots about the ethics of the ‘Christian missionary’ bunch of Yank shysters
running that little show. I haven’t seen that crowd since – with any luck they
were dobbed in. We occasionally hear of Western ‘missionaries’ ‘working’ in
various Middle Eastern and Asian countries crying foul when they are
apprehended or deported. Good riddance to bad rubbish is what I say.
None of
this is to detract from the sterling work carried out by the missions of some
of the mainstream churches in many developing countries. I developed a high
level of respect for the Catholic education system in PNG, and they do a lot of
social work too. I did not think of the expatriates in the system (mostly
Aussies) as ‘missionaries’ in the classical sense at all. At the same time, I
watched with mounting despair the increase in the level of activity of various imported
tin-pot ‘evangelical’ outfits spreading their poison.
As for Tonga’s
descendents, my simple advice is: leave them be. The fellow trying to down that
chopper with his bow and arrow is sending a loud and clear message: this is our
turf and we demand the right to control our own destiny. By wiping out that
intruder, they were repelling what could have been the start of an invasion as
they saw it. Maybe all that will change in time – their own sweet time,
certainly not that of foreign religious cultists looking for new conquests.
Barend
Vlaardingerbroek BA, BSc, BEdSt, PGDipLaws, MAppSc, PhD is an associate
professor of education at the American University of Beirut and is a regular
commentator on social and political issues. Feedback welcome at bv00@aub.edu.lb
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