I was astonished by the lack of institutional contrition, the refusal to admit what was right in front of us. I have no way of knowing Roger’s intentions, but it was evident that he had little interest in talking about the role slavery had played in shaping Angola, which in its early days had a “big house” of “the old Southern plantation style” on the grounds, in which the person responsible for all of the people held here—the warden—lived with his family.
