One can forgive a child born in a remote village who calls a cow a mootu, because that’s what he heard from a cartoon between power blackouts. But one truly struggles—visibly, intellectually, emotionally—to forgive a fully-grown Kenyan professor, alleged reader of Frantz Fanon, Chinua Achebe, and Ngũgĩ wa Thiong’o, who, when introducing himself, performs a vocal gymnastic routine that sounds like it’s sponsored by the BBC World Service and rehearsed in front of a cracked mirror.