The Red Paper

The Red Paper asserts a voice of power and interpretation recounting the devastating consequences of colonialism The European male wears a straitjacket repeatedly mumbling I did not know I did not know in a familiar contemporary mantra that pleads selfproclaimed absolution from guilt by reason of ignorance of history Claxton irreverently and consciously opts for a lack of historical specificity in favour of a totalizing haunting by history in the present