From the very beginning you wonder what the heck Conrad is doing or saying about race.
Finally, in Chapter 4, Jimmy Wait and Donkin are there to make more or less Nietzschean political points which do not as such reflect well on Conrad's contemporary acceptability, though it might be too harsh, reading him quite that way, and the storm is there to make the metaphysical points that maybe do and maybe don't.
One hell of a story eh?
And lovely English prose.
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