The idea for Erika Rappaport’s A Thirst for Empire evidently came from a couple of old black-and-white photos. One, taken in Woking on a November evening in 1941 and featured on the book’s cover, shows a group of Indian NCOs in turbans standing in the road and drinking mugs of tea, which are being dispensed from the back of a van by stockinged stalwarts of the YWCA. Rappaport labels the picture ‘A Soldiers’ Tea Party in Surrey’, though there’s no hint of conviviality. The servicemen have in fact just emerged from evening worship at the mosque behind them. What appeals to Rappaport, a cultural historian at the University of California in Santa Barbara, is the incongruity of the scene. Evidence of YWCA tea vans serving uniformed Indian Muslims on the streets of Woking during the darkest days of the Second World War seems sure to have some forensic significance. ‘If we take time to look closely at the photograph,’ she writes at the beginning of her book, ‘we can discern a multi-layered, racially and socially diverse community that is all too often conveniently forgotten in contemporary politics and debate.’ This ‘socially diverse community’ encompasses all those sustained by the tea trade, or by what Rappaport prefers to call ‘the empire of tea’. Hence the sweeping statement of intent that follows:
By tracing the rise and fall of tea’s empire that stretched from western Canada to eastern India, A Thirst for Empire reveals the belief systems, identities, profits, politics and diverse practices that have knit together and torn asunder the modern ‘global’ world.
Suddenly the ensuing four hundred pages, plus another hundred for notes, seem less excessive.