To the blanc Moone / Her office they preſcrib'd,

the thrashings of a fish on a hook

An eighteenth-century planter in Virginia complained: My people seem to be quite dead-hearted and either cannot or will not work.

As our truck weaves through flocks of sheep and goats, Virani explains how the Maasai have in recent years leased their land, which rings the northern section of the Masai Mara National Reserve, to conservancies established to protect wildlife by excluding pastoralists and their livestock.