Why
Globalization is Older than We Think
By Ishaan Tharoor
In
the first and second centuries B.C., wine from the Greek island
of Kos was the toast of the Mediterranean. Famed for its medicinal
qualities, this sun-blessed nectar was enjoyed across the ancient
world and even reached the western coast of India.
That's
what thirsty Indians at the time thought, anyway. Recent archaeological
studies of their discarded and supposedly Koan amphorae have concluded
that those wines were imitations, produced in Italy and simply
packaged to appear as if they were from Kos. Two thousand years
before the spread of knock-off Rolexes and bootlegged DVDs, pirated
merchandise was a global reality.
The
story of the Koan fakes is one of many in Nayan Chanda's Bound
Together: How Traders, Preachers, Adventurers and Warriors Shaped
Globalization. While most of us consider globalization to be a
purely contemporary phenomenon â€" conjuring up
images of multinational coffee chains and multilingual call centers
â€" to Chanda it is as old as humanity itself,
and as complex and unpredictable. It "has worked silently
for millennia without being given a name," writes the author,
a former editor of the Far Eastern Economic Review now at the
Yale Center for the Study of Globalization. And it moves through
"a multitude of threads connecting us to faraway places from
an ancient time." As proof, he has his DNA tested and learns
that his distant forebears arrived in the Indian subcontinent
by way of Africa.
Chanda's
essential ideas â€" that globalization has been
a gradual historical process and that we are connected to the
past â€" are hardly the stuff of dazzling scholarly
insight. But his encyclopedic survey of the forces and events
that have connected individuals, societies and cultures is nimbly
paced and punctuated by lively anecdotes â€" of
catamarans plying Polynesian seas, of Catholic converts in Mexico
bearing icons made in Macau of missionaries martyred in Japan,
and of the armless boy in an Indian trade delegation who awed
imperial Rome by shooting arrows with his toes.
Chanda
also draws plenty of parallels with our own day. It's hard to
tell whether these comparisons are contrived, elucidative or banal,
but they mostly entertain in the way that popular history can.
For example, he writes that today's sprawling multinational corporations
are modeled on the crown-backed trading houses of England, Portugal
and Holland, whose empires themselves followed a continuum stretching
back to the ancient kingdoms of Mesopotamia. He contends that
the silver and gold bullion mined in Mexico and Peru and shipped
across oceans in galleons by the conquering Spanish preceded the
convertible currencies and credit cards that now keep the world's
economy ticking. NGOs like Human Rights Watch, defending the rights
of Latino or Chinese workers, are upholding, Chanda says, the
humanistic tradition of priests like the 16th century's Bartolomé
de las Casas, who wrote scathing treatises chronicling European
abuses of the peoples of the New World.
Serious
historians will doubtless mutter, tut and quibble over these simplistic
comparisons. But the commuting or holidaying laity will lap them
up, as will anyone with a professional interest in globalization.
The anarchists, environmentalists, nativists and trade unionists
among the latter will certainly be interested to learn that they,
too, have their predecessors â€" factory workers
in 18th century England rioted over imported Indian cotton, while
abolitionists raged against the market forces and military superiorities
that respectively drove and enabled whites to turn blacks into
slaves.
The
same Western powers that bombarded their way into foreign markets
and countries now, of course, quiver behind their own protectionist
ramparts in fear of cheap Chinese goods, for the processes of
globalization are continuously evolving. Indeed they have now
"outpaced our mind-set," Chanda warns. Petty tribalism
still hampers our thinking, preventing concerted international
action on a whole host of dangers such as climate change, the
threat of viral pandemics and mass humanitarian crises. How much
better, says Chanda, to have the geopolitical and economic grasp
of the 16th century Portuguese trader and diplomat, Tomé
Pires, as he gazed upon the spice markets of Malacca. "Whoever
is lord of Malacca has his hand on the throat of Venice,"
Pires wrote. "[It is at] the end of monsoons and the beginning
of others." An equally informed appreciation of our interconnected
fates would better prepare us for the storms ahead.