I just finished Simon Schama’s Rough Crossings: Britain, Slaves, and the American Revolution. I leave an assessment of its ultimate merits to the historical experts on slavery in the late 18th-century Atlantic world, but I thoroughly enjoyed the book. By taking characters that usually sit at the margins of narratives about the American Revolution — slaves who escaped to British lines — and placing them at the center of the story, a story that ultimately sits in Britain looking west rather than American looking east, it made an old story new. Also, despite his efforts at even handedness, one can’t help but pick up on the fun that Schama is having poking at American hypocrisy and lauding “British Freedom” (the name that one of the escaped American slaves actually took). To be sure, Schama is at pains to point out the frequent expediency and hypocrisy of British policy toward African-Americans. This is not a bit of Rule Britannia flag waving. Still, reading about Glanville Sharpe and other English abolitionists, or the final English general in America — Guy Carleton — a blustering non-entity who nevertheless refused to abandon escaped slaves to their masters, despite pressure from Washington and more-or-less explicit language in the Peace of Paris gave my inner Anglo-phile a thrill. As a contract geek, however, the most fascinating part of the book was the story of The Zong, an episode that surely must stand as the most hideous example of perverse incentives in the history of contract drafting.