Some of the Johannesburg industrialists, men of a supposedly âprogressiveâ stripe, better-educated English-speaking urban sophisticates with supposedly more enlightened âliberalâ views, were content to chide or dismiss Afrikaans-speaking railway administrators and poor white workers as âbackveldersâ and âwheel-tappersâ, while out at Ressano Garcia their own employees, the black living dead extruded from coal and gold mines, were being hauled through the coastal bush in hammocks and resided for the loneliest journey of all.