I love the cover of Fordlandia. It shows an idealised American suburb with mothers and children walking down a street of bungalows, complete with white picket fences bordering the gardens, and newly-planted apple trees. However, the backdrop is undeniably the tall trees of the South American jungle, for this illustration shows Fordlandia, Henry Ford's attempt to build a new model community in Amazonia where rubber would be harvested to provide the raw materials for his ever-growing factories.
Reality in these squalid bungalows did not conform to this idealised picture. Designed in Michigan and shipped in pre-fabricated form to Brazil, the houses had poured concrete floors and metal roofs lined with asbestos, and turned out to be "midget hells, where one lies awake and sweats the first half of the night " and then "undergoes a fierce siege of heat provoking nightmares" in the second.
But let's start at the beginning. By 1928, Ford had seen considerable success with the Model T Ford, but sales were slipping drastically as newer competitors came to the market. The Model A was about to be launched and the company seemed to be about to make a startling come-back, having received orders for 700,000 model A cars. Less well-known was that the Ford Motor Company had acquired a vast land concession in the Amazon, about the same size as a mid-ranged US state. It was Henry Ford's plan to plant millions of rubber trees, but also tame the jungle, to sanitise it, and to form an idealised community with all the values of middle-America transported thousands of miles south into this notoriously inhospitable region.
The actual execution of the Fordlandia vision was an organisational nightmare. Quite apart from the chaotic conditions in the run-down ports at which Ford's ships had to land, the jungle was a difficult beast to tame. Ford's emissaries burned hundreds of hectares of jungle, creating fires that burned out of control for days at a time, wreaking terrible devastation on the ecology. Smoke blocked out the sun and ash fell several kilometres away. Ford's managers began to fall our among themselves and soon no-one was visibly in charge and conditions among the hundreds of workers soon began to deteriorate. Discipline among the Ford managers was now so poor that they were defrauding the company of large sums of money, even hiding their stash in hollowed out tree trunks.
When eventually an American-style compound was created for Ford's expatriate worker, it was found that many of them succumbed to ill-health, starting with malaria and ending with a variety of serious illnesses requiring repatriation.
Even the industrial development of Fordlandia proved impossibly hard to get underway with the rubber crop failing, inappropriate equipment at the lumber mill. When eventually some sort of ordered industrial processes had been put in place, labour relations turned out to be a huge problem with even riots and up-risings taking place which threatened the lives of the American workers.
I found this a fascinating book. Greg Grandin skilfully blends company history and personal stories to create a very readable account of this almost unbelievable industrial hubris.
It would be a compliment to the author to say that I was reminded of Jonathan Raban's classic story of the American Dream gone wrong,
Bad Land, which details the homesteading confidence trick perpetrated on poor European immigrants who were promised plots of fertile land in Montana, only to find dust and rocks.
The book is illustrated throughout with contemporary photographs from Fordlandia. I much appreciated these because without them I might have been tempted to doubt some of the more incredible stories told in these unusual book.