"But
of the tree of the knowledge of good and evil you shall not eat, for
in the day that you eat of it you shall surely die."
KJ
Bible, Genisus 2:17
I admit it is a little unfair to blame
53 year old Boston Puritan Increase Mather (above) for the 4,000 deaths in
Jamaica. The Reverend did not actually kill those people - unlike the
25 he helped murder in Salem, Massachusetts. But he was so damn
certain in his ignorance, that his certainty ran over a lot of
honest doubts that might at least have given those 4,000 deaths
meaning. An Anglican minister and the son of a preacher, "The
Godly" Increase always pontificated from the pulpit of solid
moral bedrock - even as the sand beneath his feet liquefied and
swallowed his soul. The Reverend Mather was certain, for example,
that what Yehaweh said about the Port Royal earthquake of 1692 was
"All of those people were sinners and deserved their fate!" And that seems a little arrogant, doesn't it?
"God
is always invented to explain those things that you do not
understand."
Richard
Feynman Nobel winning American physicist
As
the 17 million square miles of the South American Tectonic Plate
drove west at just over an inch a year, it elbowed aside the 1
million square miles of the Caribbean plate, shoving it at half an
inch a year into the southeastern edge of 29 million square miles of
the North America plate. These large collisions accommodated the
curvature of the earth by cracking like a plate of glass dropped onto
a concrete slab. For example, Cuba rested firmly on the North
American Plate.
But just off its southern shore was the 25,000 foot
deep and 250 mile long Cayman trench, which was consuming the 73,000
square miles of the Conave micro-plate, driven north. Ninety miles to
the south the island of Jamaica was being shoved inexorably toward
that trench. But Jamaica was also being pulled apart by the Walton
fault, moving west at half an inch a year, connected by transverse
faults to the Plantain Garden Fault, slipping west at a full inch a
year and running 300 miles from the island of Hispaniola to the once
volcanic Blue Mountains in Jamaica's interior. As the waxing quarter
moon set on the evening of 6 June, 1693, the delicate balance of all
this intricate geological machinery was on the verge of breaking.
"Then
the Lord rained down burning sulfur on Sodom and Gomorrah...Thus he
overthrew those cities and the entire plain, destroying all those
living in the cities..."
Dawn
of Wednesday, 7 June, 1692 greeted Port Royal - the second largest
English city in the New World and "the richest and wickedest
city in the world"- with the continued promise of unending
wealth.
Approaching Jamaica from the Caribbean Passage any Spanish or
French threat had to first navigate the mile wide entrance between
the eastern heights of Salt Pan Hill, defended by a row of cannon
called the 12 apostles, and the 14 guns in the star shaped brick
edifice of Fort Charles, perched on western tip of the 18 mile long
sand spit called the Palisadoes.
Protecting the 60 full rigged
transports, slave ships, schooners and cutters anchored safely in
Cagway Bay this morning were the 26 cannon in Fort James and Fort Carlisle.
Blocking
any land assault across the narrow neck of the Palisadoes was Fort
Rupert with another 22 guns. And for good measure defending the
south sea side of Port Royal were the 26 cannon of Fort Morgan, named
to honor the 4 year deceased Lieutenant Governor of Jamaica and
infamous privateer, Sir Henry Morgan.
"Sometimes
people ask if religion and science are not opposed to one another.
They are: in the sense that the thumb and fingers of my hands are
opposed to one another. It is an opposition by means of which
anything can be grasped."
William
H. Bragg 20th century British Nobel physicist, chemist, and
mathematician.
During
the first 50 years of English occupation, Jamaica's income had come
from stealing what the Spanish had stolen from the Aztecs and Incas -
piracy. But within the last decade the economics had shifted.
Jamaica's Royal Governor, the Earl of Inchiquin, was no longer the
unquestioned lord, and the dominant arm of the British government was
no longer the Royal Navy, Both of those powers had been superseded by the corporate-like Board of Trade and
Plantations.
Civilian lawyer and businessman John White, the new Vice
President of the Jamaica Council, was the regional head of
operations, directly responsible for the 4,000 Europeans in Port
Royal that June morning, men, women and children, who were all
employees one way or another, of the Board of Trade. There were also
2,000 to 2,500 Africans - but they were not people, but property
"Just
as Sodom and Gomorrah and the surrounding cities, which likewise
indulged in sexual immorality and pursued unnatural desire, serve as
an example by undergoing a punishment of eternal fire."
KJ
Bible Judges 1:7
Port
Royal was a company town - a slice of London transplanted to the
Caribbean, 2,000 Tudor brick and mortar multi-story homes and shops
tightly packed into 51 sandy acres between the sea and Cagway Bay,
where Puritans, Catholics, Episcopalians, Jews and Muslims labored
with one purpose - to get rich. The venal sins of the sailors and
pirates were tolerated since they were making so many so wealthy.
In
the words of observer Edward Ward, Port Royal was “...as sickly as
a hospital, as dangerous as the plague, as hot as Hell, and as wicked
as the devil”. Dutchman Jan van Riebeeck saw, "The parrots of
Port Royal gather to drink...ale with just as much alacrity as the
drunks that frequent the taverns that serve it."
As Rector of
St. Peter's Anglican Church near the junction of the High and Lime
Streets, the Reverend Doctor Emmanuel Heath was God's official
representative to this den of hypocrisy. Before ten this morning he
walked the few yards south to the Merchants' Exchange, to have coffee
with Vice President White. The Reverend would later credit Mr.
White's lively conversation with delaying his luncheon date with the
garrison's Captain and his family, on Queens Street along the harbor
front - and thus saving Dr. Heath's life.
"I
count religion but a childish toy, and hold there is no sin but
ignorance."
Christopher
Marlowe, Elizabethan author
Some
20 minutes before noon, on 9 June, 1692, the rocks which restrained
one of the faults to the north or west of the Jamaica snapped. As it did the
primary compressing wave of energy raced away from the epicenter of
the break at 4 miles a second, like a giant hammer, slamming each
successive molecule of rock in to the next. Just behind it came the
Secondary wave, "...perpendicular to the direction it is
traveling" and moving at 3 miles a second. The combination of
the 2 waves produced the shaking, which lasted for about 4 minutes -
estimated as the equivalent of a magnitude 7.3 on the standard
Richter scale.
In that brief time the over 4 million square miles of
Jamaica jerked a foot or more closer to Cuba, dropping parts of the
southern shore of the island as much as thirty feet. A pocket watch
found on the harbor bottom 260 years later recorded the time of
doomsday as 11:43am.
"Let
death steal over them...for evil is in their dwelling place and in
their heart."
KJ
Psalm 55:15
Seated
in the tavern, Emmanuel Heath and Vice President White felt the earth
begin to "heave and roll". "Said I, “Lord, Sir,
what’s this?” He replied, very composedly, “It is an
earthquake, be not afraid, it will soon be over.” But...(when) we
heard the church and tower fall...we ran to save ourselves." In
other words, they did the one thing you should never do in an
earthquake - run outside where your head has no protection and all
the heavy things are falling to the ground.
Another survivor
described the scene which greeted them. "The sand on the street
rose like waves at sea, lifting up all persons that stood upon
it....And at the same instant water rushed in...Some were seen
catching hold of beams and rafters of houses."
"It
is only our conception of time that makes us call the Last Judgment
by this name. It is, in fact, a kind of martial law."
Franz
Kafka, 20th century writer
It
seems likely John White was hit by some of the falling debris, and in
a panic the Reverend abandoned him, running south for the safety of
Fort Morgan. But as he reached it, "...I saw the earth open and
swallow up a multitude of people, and the sea mounting in upon us
over the fortifications." The sea did not so much rush in as
rise up from the sand. The vibrations released the water table bonded
to the sand grains a few inches below the surface, which could no
longer support weight. Forts, buildings, animals and people simply
sank into the quicksand.
A Frenchman, Lewis Galdy, was swallowed by
it. But as the street that swallowed him dropped thirty feet into the
harbor, his buoyancy sent him bobbing to the surface of what was
abruptly the enlarged bay. Half an hour later he was picked up by a
rescue boat.
"For,
behold, the LORD cometh out of his place to punish the inhabitants of
the earth for their iniquity: the earth also shall disclose her
blood, and shall no more cover her slain."
KJ
Bible Isaiah 26:21
"Careened"
at the docks - tilted so barnacles could be scrapped off her elm wood
bottom - the HMS Swan, a 74 foot long fifth rate warship, snapped her
lines and plowed into the sinking homes and shops along Queen street,
perhaps killing Captain Rudend and his family. In a primeval fit, the
Reverend Heath chose to run home. "The houses and walls fell on
each side of me; some bricks came rolling over my shoes...When I came
to my lodging, I found all things in the order I had left them."
Emmanuel Heath was lucky. His home was one of the 10% of buildings
not destroyed, in the one third of Port Royal not swallowed by the
bay. He lived. His breakfast companion, John White, would also
survive the shaking, but die of his injuries a few hours later.
"Complex,
statistically improbable things are by their nature more difficult to
explain than simple, statistically probable things."
Richard
Dawkins, 20 century British evolutionary biologist
There
were 2,000 dead in 4 minutes, and another 3,000 who would die over
the following year of broken bodies, hearts and minds. The brick
forts of James and Carlisle disappeared into Cagway Bay. Fort Rupert
flooded. The least damaged was Fort Morgan. More morbid, among the 33
acres dropped into the harbor was the graveyard, leaving the recently
dead floating with their ancestors. Quaker John Pike later wrote his
brother, “Great men who were so swallowed up with pride...now lie
stinking upon the water, and are made meat for fish and fowls of the
air” - and the target for human scavengers, “...their Pockets
picked, their fingers cut off for their rings, their gold buttons
taken out of their shirts."
“And
they shall go out and look on the dead bodies of the men who have
rebelled against me. For their worm shall not die, their fire shall
not be quenched, and they shall be an abhorrence to all flesh.”
KJ
Isaiah 66:24
The
survivor Samuel Bernard dealt with directly with the trauma. "We
shall be unworthy of God’s mercies if we be not by His judgments
taught to learn righteousness.” John White's survivors on the
Council declared themselves "an instance of God Almighty's
severe judgment." But distance made the ignorant more certain,
and mercenary. Wrote one, "A God of limited patience had
punished a wicked people."
London Presbyterian minister John
Shower used the deaths as pulp for his first publication: "Practical
Reflections on the late Earthquakes in Jamaica”, blaming the
disaster on "Atheism, and infidelity...and barefaced deism..."
He denounced those who thought there must be a rational cause for
such horrors, because, "...the Hand of God is not to be
overlooked in such things", and warned his readers, "If you
do not truly repent...your judgment is near, your destruction is at
hand."
And in the largest English city in the new world,
Boston, the Reverend Cotton Mather wrote to his uncle John, in terms
that were almost jubilant. "Behold, an accident speaking to
all our English America." He was looking for a victory, as that
summer his father had executed five "witches" in Salem, but this only led to more witch trials.
"For
the belief in a single truth is the root cause for all evil in the
world."
Max
Born, Nobel physicist and mathematician
Increase
Mather was busy that summer, and would not set down his reaction to
the Port Royal Quake for decade - by which time his reputation was
suffering because of the witch hunts. But disaster tales are always
popular, and time had moderated the old Puritan's views. He now acknowledged "...many times, earthquakes proceed from natural causes." But then he asserted they were "...usually, a sign that men have
sinned, and that God is angry. Certain it is, that if men had never sinned, they had never been terrified with earthquakes...Whole
towns...with all the people in them...(have) gone down alive into the
pit. Would such a thing be, if God were not infinitely displeased by
the sins of men?"
"Early
the next morning Abraham...looked down toward Sodom and
Gomorrah...and he saw dense smoke rising from the land, like smoke
from a furnace."
But
Increase, now over 60 years old, was just warming up, reminding his
readers, "...Was it not so
with the Sinners in Sodom? An earthquake swallowed up their houses,
and all the bodies in them. But what became of their souls? Does not
the scripture say, that they are suffering the Vengeance of eternal
fire?...Shall we that call our selves Christians be worse than the
heathen Romans, of whom it is said, that when they saw the earthquake
they feared greatly...have we forgotten what God did in Jamaica
thirteen years ago, when two thousand people (whites and blacks)
perished by the earthquakes there."
"Then
do not be too eager to deal out death in judgment. For even the very
wise cannot see all ends."
J.R.R.
Tolkien writer
The
people of Jamaica had not forgotten. Almost half a century after the
earthquake, in solid ground across the bay in the new city of
Kingston, they buried the mortal remains of Lewis Galdy. He
had experience a religious rebirth after the earth spit him back up,
but had used his time not to preach faith but live it, for better and for worse. He remained a
businessman, and in Jamaica. If he left little of value behind, that was not an act of God, it was an act of Galdy. And when he died at 80 years of age - 16
years after and ten years older than Increase Mather when he died -
Lewis's tombstone would read, "Beloved
by all and much lamented at his Death". If he was, he was more loved than bitter old Cotton
"Let
the one among you who is without sin be the first to cast a stone."
KJ
Bible John 8:7
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