The tree where man was born

I struggled to get to the end of this book. Despite its beautiful prose describe the African landscape and wildlife, a book written about Africa by a European in the 60s is really hard to read today. It is so steeped in colonial norms that it is painful. He is fascinated by the concept of race, in the same way as he is fascinated by the peculiarities of various animal species and writes at length about differences in skin colour and other characteristics. "Civilization" is clearly a characteristic of Europeans and African culture is obviously primitive. He clearly has affection for individuals, but that doesn't help enough. The Massai are "arrogant" for thinking they might be equal to "whites". Enough said.