The following account must be, surely, a call
for modern-minded multitudes to start thinking
like mature adults (if such a concept has not been
bred out of humanity) once again.
For “fathers” to ‘grow up’ – dress, and talk, and
discipline and act like fathers who deserve the name;
for parents to teach their children to have consideration
for others; accountability for selfishness;
and instill in them the concept that they are NOT
the centre of the universe.
for “mothers” to be mothers and raise young ladies
with modesty, sobriety, and the moral fibre to say ‘No’
to every lecherous proposition they receive;
for school-teachers to ensure that students have the ability
to carry on an intelligent conversation; to read, and write
– like adults once did;
For adults to begin to act with sober-minded maturity
(And if they have none of their own – acquire it. Quickly.)
Humanity has lost its moral integrity.
Men dress, act, and speak like slobs.
Women pride themselves in being aggressive.
Bureaucrats take the extreme actions of the vicious, the vulgar;
the dangerously stupid, and the observably immature,
and ‘tar’ everyone in society – the diligent, the discrete,
and the responsible – with the absurdities of “Health and Safety”.
And while human beings have spent a decade merging
with machines – incapable of existing without being attached
to one – they have descended into self-deifying savages,
as the bulk of Internet comments and profanity-spewing
conduct of multitudes in public, clearly confirms.
It this Self Esteem madness does not stop, the horror
of the Batavia can only begin.
Travel back with me then, some 390 years, to consider
Practical Lessons from a particularly sadistic Massacre …
Francisco Pelsaert was a Company Man.
And in 1628, he had determined to rise high
in the Dutch East Indies Company.
Part of his strategy, was to take a position of
overseeing the transport of silver to the Island of Java.
As a company man, Pelsaert was in ultimate command
of the company-owned ship, Batavia.
Even the ship’s captain found himself subservient
to the decisions made by Pelsaert.
Second to Pelsaert, was another company employee –
a failed apothecary named Jeronimus Cornelisz,
whose Chemist’s Shop was forced out of business
due to economic hardship …
… and whose reputation was not helped
by the fact that he was a member of a depraved,
orgiastic cult whose leader, Johannes Torrentius,
had been tracked down and imprisoned by the
The Dutch East Indies Company was Cornelisz’s
way out of bankruptcy, and a comparatively
Third in line of authority, the ship’s captain,
Ariaen Jacobsz, was a brilliant seaman;
and an even more accomplished drunkard.
Though accounts are varied, there were around 341
souls onboard Batavia, which included
Lucrezia van den Mylen, 27, (genuinely regarded as
the most beautiful woman in Holland) was one of
about 30 women women travelling,
in addition to an assortment of children, men, and
around a hundred soldiers.
Having tried to ingratiate his obnoxious self upon
Lucrezia, Jacobsz found himself thoroughly repulsed
by the woman. Arriving in (what would become)
Pelsaert went ashore leaving Jacobsz
who set about not merely becoming outrageously drunk,
but rowing to neighbouring ships
from which, he was summarily forced to leave.
Upon Pelsaert’ return, Pelsaert humiliated Jacobsz
in from of the entire ship’s company.
Seething with rage, Jacobsz was approached by Cornelisz,
with the prospect of mutiny.
Eight mutineers captured Lucrezia, tore her clothes off,
smeared her with faeces, and dangled her over the side
of the ship – all in an effort to force retaliation from Pelsaert
which would, they imagined, provide an “excuse” for mutiny.
Pelsaert, however, knew that he dare not attempt to
punish these depraved creatures on a confined ship,
and elected to wait until reaching land.
Such was the ‘atmosphere’ on board the Batavia
in the first few days of June, 1629.
While under full sail, in the early morning
of the 4th of June, 1629,
bridge lookout Hans Bosschieter
alerted the captain that he saw a reef ahead.
It is utterly irrelevant whether any, or how many,
other ships struck this reef:
as a former Royal Navy man,
I know from experience that the ship’s care
is the responsibility of the officer of the watch.
In this instance, the captain WAS warned by the lookout
of possible danger ahead …
… and seemingly with that dismissive arrogance
which is frequently evident whenever
people of low character are placed in positions
of authority, scoffed and dismissed the warning
as merely moonlight glinting off the waves.
At just past 3:00 a.m. … Batavia hit the reef at full speed.
The grounding took place on Morning Reef in the Wallabi Group
which comprised two islands and a series of exposed cays
(reef, rock, and sand that, because of their small size, could not
reasonably be called ‘islands’) some 45 miles off the coast
of Western Australia.
This portion of the Wickham-Stokes, Royal Navy/Admiralty Chart
shows the relation of the Wallabi Group islands to the western coast of Australia, which appears on the extreme right.
While approximately 40 souls drowned the night of the grounding,
women, children and babies were rowed from the grounding site
to the invariably-described-as ‘womb-shaped’ Beacon Island, which was
situated across the shallows and to the north west of the stricken vessel.
Forty men set up camp on a rock called ‘Traitor’s Island’,
while the 70 sailors – now under “command” of Cornelisz,
remained on the grounded ship passing their time by throwing
silver bullion at each other, and swilling liquor from the ship’s stores.
Twenty of the drunken creatures managed not to be drowned
in the seas that bashed the foundered ship that night.
Pelsaert, the captain, and few ‘VIP’ guests remained on a rocky cay
until the decision was made that they would board a 25-foot longboat
and row for Batavia (Java). Leaving the 250-plus survivors,
Pelsaert and his 47-member company duly left in the longboat
on their voyage for help.
The ‘womb-shaped’ form of Beacon Island, just above and off-centre.
The reef which claimed the Batavia is visible at the bottom of the photograph.
With Pelsaert gone, Cornelisz was now officially in control.
Ostensibly to search for water, Cornelisz had 20 soldiers
accompany a 21-year old corporal named Wiebbe Hayes
in being rowed to a larger, neighbouring island.
If they found water (which Cornelisz was confident they
would not), they were to signal the main party.
With Wiebbe and his twenty competent soldiers out of the way,
Cornelisz and his thugs proceeded to stave off boredom
through a course of systematic rape and murder of the passengers.
Outside of the butchery inflicted upon biblical Christians
for 1600 years by both Pagan and Papal Rome, some of the
most uncomfortable reading to be had is to be found
in the descriptions of the murder and rape of the 125 inhabitants
of that island, at the hands of Cornelisz, and the sadistic savages
who sided with him.
Once Cornelisz and his ‘men’ had sufficiently entertained
stabbing and cutting the throats of those who fell sick …
drowning or strangling others …
and poisoning a baby in order to watch it bleed to death from
its mouth and rectum,
they would relieve daily monotony by whimsically selecting
who would be next to be murdered.
Wiebbe – who had discovered a natural well on the distant Island –
had sent a smoke signal as agreed; realised that they were being ignored,
and knew that their presence was not wanted.
But, he could never have had any concept of what was occurring
over on Beacon Island. Without weapons, they would have been
powerless to help against the muskets that were held by the mutineers.
Amidst that perversely drawn-out, reign of carnage, thirty men
had managed to escape on haphazard rafts, making their way
to Wiebbe and his men on West Wallabi Island.
It was from these escapees that Wiebbe learned of the systematic
rape and slaughter that was systematically claiming
the ever-diminishing survivors.
The ‘fortunate’ ones, who were allowed to live, consisted of
a few tolerated men (one a Calvinist preacher whose wife and daughters
were brutally murdered);
and five married women who were spared for … “natural use”.
Constant fear of being ‘next’ to be murdered, or brutally and
repeatedly raped, comprised the daily existence of those who were
‘spared’ by Cornelisz and his band of filth who used the survivors
to gratify every whim of their depraved minds.
It was a society in which men lived according to the own dictates
of Self Esteem and its unrestrained depravity.
“How can I believe in God,
when there is all this suffering and cruelty in the world?”
is the imbecile declaration that is spouted as self-righteous
vindication by those who blame God
for the conduct of depraved Men.
Men throw every notion of God out of their lives,
their homes, their schools, and their “churches”
in order to live their own way …
and then have the audacity to complain
because the very God that they so vehemently despise,
does not ‘take care’ of the world for them.
Men demand “the right” to do things their own way:
and when the tyranny and greed … Of Men … results in disease,
cruelty, crime, tyrannical wars, and injustice,
they are impudent enough to blame God for the treachery
of self-serving, conscienceless, and psychopathic … Men;
And use that perverse “logic” to assert that God cannot exist.
If I insist upon touching the flame
which is boiling a kettle of water,
and am painfully burned;
I do not blame my mother,
who has warned me not to do that.
Consider biblical morality, for instance:
1. People refuse to set objective rules that will make society safe.
2. They hate the source of those rules which would make society safe.
3. And then blame the Originator whose rules they reject
4. because he allows them the freedom to live under their own rules …
5. which result in human misery.
Truly, you just could not make this up!
THE MUTINEERS’ FALL
Determined to be rid of Wiebbe and his men, Cornelisz and his thugs
took muskets and rowed for the Island …
… never imagining that they would be greeted with resistance
from Wiebbe and his soldiers brandishing (it may be presumed)
stones, slings, and any other form of weapon that Wiebbe’s men
could fashion from their rock-wall stronghold on the flat island.
On the 17th September, 1629 – during a third attempt to attack Wiebbe
Corneliesz saw – as did Wiebbe – a sail on the horizon.
Pelsaert was returning.
The battle forgotten, Corneliesz told his men to row towards
the approaching ship.
As did Wiebbe.
The race would be crucial:
If Cornelisz reached the rescuers first, he might carry out
his suspected intent to capture Pelsaert’s rescue ship.
If Wiebbe reached the ship first, he could warn Pelsaert
and inform him of what had taken place.
Looking overboard at the approach of Cornelisz’ boat,
Pelsaert’s suspicion was aroused when he noted that
the mutineers were armed with muskets.
Faced with a wall of musket barrels pointing down at them,
Cornielisz’s men quickly dropped their weapons.
Approaching the Island area with the rescue party from Java,
Pelsaert had noticed Corneliesz’s thugs rowing for the
one remaining island that held people: West Wallabi,
which he knew had been settled by Wiebbe Hayes
and those who went with him in search of water.
Now, with the arrival of Pelsaert and the rescue party,
the truth was quickly made evident.
Pelsaert – the authority on behalf of the company that
actually owned the Batavia – quickly held trial.
Although justice has been eradicated from the 21st century,
it still existed in the 17th.
And it was faithfully administered.
Unrepentant and defiant to the end, Jeronimus Cornelisz
was made to kneel before the executioner.
The woman, Lucretia, whom he had kept as a sexual toy,
was quite properly given opportunity to vent her righteous
rage at him.
Cornelisz’ hands were removed with a hammer and chisel.
With arms bound, he was pushed up a gallows ladder
where a noose was secured.
At the top of the ladder, Cornelisz was kicked into space.
And evil was removed from the world.
His murdering cronies followed, although some were spared
the torment of amputation.
Three were “dropped”.
(A punishment in which the arms are tied behind the back
with the end of a 40-foot rope;
the rope end being tied to the mast, they were pushed off
When the rope runs taught, the shoulders are utterly dislocated.
This is repeated twice more.
A flogging followed.)
Several mutineers were keel-hauled and flogged.
Two – Jan Pelgrom and Wouter Loos – were sentenced to be marooned
on the Australian coast, where disease, hunger, or natives may,
or may not, have dispensed temporal justice upon them.
One – who had enjoyed selecting the murder victims at will –
was “broken on the wheel”.
(A mode of execution where the condemned is tied, spread-eagled
on a large (usually wagon) wheel.
Beginning with his fingers and toes – and working inwards to the core,
every major bone in his body is systematically broken.)
If (in those who possess a conscience) accounts of moral fortitude
cannot but hearten; then – surely, accounts of moral atrocity cannot
but caution .
“The wicked walk on every side
when the vilest men are exalted.”
The savages of the Batavia disaster were vulgar, “partying”,
conscienceless … “ordinary” … men.
The account of the Batavia has always been a poignant reminder,
for me, of the treachery and duplicity of those
who serve no higher master than ‘Self’.