The baby, nameless still in this model of spirituality, and his parents, Sarah and Fabian, catechists at Saint Mary’s parish, sit in the front pew. The baby’s godfather and uncle, who is Uche elsewhere, but not on this day, not in this ritual where he must be Silas, sits behind the baby’s parents. There is …
Harding sees colonialism everywhere, and not as a passive-something. It is an active element for him—like a rumour, but potent enough with treachery—even where it is obviously not.
