Alexander Hamilton — The Fighting Founding Father Who Built America 🇺🇸⚔️ | Boring History for Sleep

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What dramatic duel sets the opening scene of the episode?

Jeremy Bamber 0:00
Hey there, history hunters. Sunrise, july eleventh, eighteen oh four. Two men stand on a riverbank, pistols raised. One is the Vice President of the United States, the other basically invented American money. In thirty one hours, one of them will be dead. So how does a broke, illegitimate orphan from a tiny Caribbean island end up here and build the financial backbone of a whole new nation? This guy was a soldier, Washington's right hand man, the hero of Yorktown, and the very first Treasury Secretary. Funniest part? His face is on the $10 bill today. The same money he dreamed up himself. Big thanks to Smokey On On for suggesting this topic. Before we dive in, drop a comment and tell me where you're watching from.
Jeremy Bamber 0:43
What city and what time is it right now? Lights down, get comfy, and let's go.

How does an orphan from a tiny Caribbean island become the founder of America’s financial system?

Jeremy Bamber 0:48
understand how a man ends up on a riverbank at dawn with a pistol in his hand, you have to go back to where he began, and where he began was about as far from that fateful morning as a person could possibly get. So let's roll the calendar back nearly five decades, swap the cold New Jersey shoreline for the warm turquoise water of the Caribbean, and meet our hero before he was a hero, before he was anybody at all, when he was just a small boy on a small island that most people couldn't find on a map, even if you paid them. The island was called Nevis, and the town was called Charlestown, and the date was the eleventh of January, though the year is where things get slippery. Most historians settle on 1755.
Jeremy Bamber 1:27
Alexander himself, later in life, preferred to tell people it was 1757, which would have made him conveniently younger and more precociously brilliant for every impressive thing he ever did. We may never know for certain which date is correct. Partly because record keeping on a tiny sugar island in the middle of the eighteenth century was not exactly a precise science, and partly because the man in question had a lifelong habit of arranging the facts of his own story in whatever shape flattered him most. Honestly, you have to admire the audacity. Most of us round our ages down by a year or two at a party. Alexander tried to do it to the history books. Now, to set the scene properly, you should know that Nevis at this time was a speck, a genuinely tiny dot of land, gorgeous to look at, dominated by a single cloud-wrapped volcanic peak, and almost entirely given over to one business and one business only: sugar.
Jeremy Bamber 2:19
The whole island ran on it. The economy, the social order, the daily rhythm of life, all of it revolved around enormous. Plantations growing cane, processing it into raw sugar and molasses, and shipping it across the ocean to sweeten the tea and rum of people in Europe who had absolutely no idea and no interest in where any of it came from. It was beautiful and brutal in roughly equal measure, which unfortunately was the standard package deal for the colonial Caribbean. Into this world arrived Alexander's parents, and both of them carried baggage. Let's start with the father, because his story is a small masterpiece of ambition meeting reality, and losing badly. James Hamilton was the fourth son of a Scottish laird, which is a fancy old word for a minor lord who owns a respectable patch of land somewhere in the Highlands.
Jeremy Bamber 3:08
The estate in question sat in Ayrshire, and there was the rub. Being the fourth son of a Scottish landowner in this era was a bit like being the fourth person in line to inherit a single sandwich. By the time the older brothers had taken their shares, there was nothing left for you but the wrapper. The elder son got the land, the title, and the future. The younger sons got a firm handshake and a strong recommendation to go make their fortunes elsewhere, preferably very far away. So James did what countless younger sons of minor nobility did. He sailed to the West Indies in seventeen forty one with stars in his eyes, and a head full of sugar dreams, fully convinced he was going to make a glittering fortune in the cane trade and return home triumphant.
Jeremy Bamber 3:50
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