apartheid). Most of Anguilla works for a luxury hotelncomplex.nWith all the inter-island alliances failing one afternanother, England can hardly be blamed for wanting to ridnitself of these embarrassing colonial remnants, running onndeficits, and as difficult to defend as to define demographically.nIf it is true that half the present citizens of Nicaraguanare under 16, then 60 percent of the ex-British Caribbean,nfrom Jamaica to Guyana, are under 15. Into this milieu, ofncourse, Communism plants its poison. Meanwhile, thesensecessions have made for some interesting sociology.nGenerally speaking, the British left an authoritarian andnhierarchical society with which the average agriculturalnWest Indian felt, and still feels, comfortable—partly becausenof the strong religious element bequeathed by thenFrench: An island like Grenada is 95 percent Catholic, thenrest being Baptist spin-offs and fringe religions. The schoolsnare notoriously conservative, so much so there have beenncases of West Indians living in “liberal” London boroughs,nsending their children back to the islands for more disciplinednschooling. Children must attend in uniforms, paidnfor by their parents—usually mothers—and the cane is notnuncommon; in fact, corporal punishments (“strokes”) arenoften awarded in magistrates’ courts, particularly in Trinidad,nwhere rapes are unpleasantly routine. All the islandsnretained capital punishment when England abolished it inn1965.nThe result has been a standard of behavior, a code ofnmanners perhaps exemplified in cricket, which is followednwith passion throughout the islands and at which WestnIndians excel. During his interregnum, Bishop discouragedncricket in Grenada, importing Cuban boxers. He had littleneffect. Cricket is a grave, complicated game that has notnchanged since I played it as a boy, and it is rare thatnumpires’ decisions are disputed—when the Jamaican fastnbowler Michael Holding jostied an umpire in a match innNew Zealand he was sharply rebuked in the West Indiannpress. The Guyanese Clive Lloyd, who captained so manynWest Indian teams to victory, was a model of sportsmanshipnand personal conduct on the field.nThere is no doubt that all this seeps down into publicnbehavior locally. Obscene language is disallowed and,noutside Jamaica and Trinidad, relatively little heard—ncertainly compared with the streets of Manhattan—whilenin Grenada, beach nudity is not merely frowned on, it isnalso illegal (I have known old biddies guarding their goats tonreport cases to the police). Put three West Indians to worknfor you in your garden, and two will be calling the thirdn”Sir” in five minutes.nThis sort of social grading is based on an innate respect,nand everyone greets everyone else (except in the cihes).nThis recognition of the individual, a real feature of life innthe islands, was exemplified for me when a market dame,nstanding beside her stall of vegetables, watched a Rasta,nclearly high on “de weed,” twitch past, giggling. “Himndon’t like himself,” she said, the translation of which wasnthat man is created in the image of God, and such ancreature had so debased that image he hated himselfnPlaying snooker in the St. George’s Club (which has to benthe most select in the world since there are only 18nmembers, most from the judiciary), I have more than oncendecided that senior West Indians are the last Englishmennaround. Now, however, thanks to geographical proximity,nthe global village, tourism, rapid transit, and media influence,nAmerica has come into the picture. The verticalnworld meets the horizontal. You are no longer Sir ornMadam, but a buddy.nIn the previous value system in the islands, behavior wasncoded to a norm, or an expectancy of behavior. As a result,nnearly all white residents dressed conservatively. Touristsncould wear what they liked; if they dressed sloppily (or, innthe case of women, suggestively), then they couldn’t thinknmuch of themselves. Them didn’t like themselves. In thenpast 20 years, however, tourism and settlement in thesenislands have shifted radically from Brihsh to American (andnCanadian, which I call north North American). The ECn(Eastern Caribbean) dollar has, as a consequence, linkednitself with the American dollar rather than with sterling.nChanges in American and, especially, Canadian immigrationnlaws mean a warmer welcome for ex-colonials than innEngland, for which Windward Islanders, at any rate,nneeded no visa before independence. Whole unions in NewnYork City—nurses and hospital paramedics, for example—nare ex-jamaican today. Miami is heavily Caribbeanserviced.nThe Bahamas are a prolongation of Florida; youncan pass through U.S. immigration at Nassau. A headlinenin The Economist of March 10, 1984, put this Caribbeannturn from Albion to America in a nutshell—“Say SomethingnIf Only Goodbye.”nSo a new white class has been structured into this oncenslow-moving society. It is not based on social caste, howevernindigent that may be (I am thinking of the manynimpoverished English retirees who used to put themselvesnout to grass in the islands), but on the privilege of money.nAmericans come and go, rapidly and with ease. They donnot behave as expected of white people, often walkingnnnAUGUST 1987 /15n