This book was really underwhelming.
I finished it a month or so ago so this review is delayed and muddles. Thing is, muddled is a good way to describe this book actually. The author wanted her argument to be so true that she started to introduce fictional and traumatic examples to uphold her arguments. At one point she even gives credit to polygamist communes for living well together, very much undermining the abuse that went hand in hand with this to an extent.
I just think more powerful, real-life, first hand modern examples exist that she could’ve referenced instead.
To top it off, at the very end, she closed with a “la la you just gotta have faith” chunk and that really ruined it for me.
I learned a few interesting fun facts.
Wouldn’t recommend this book probably.