![]() It is sometimes hard not to romanticize groups of people I have little contact with. Seeing Rastafarians while I travel or from a distance and reading some of the more popular writings, the combination of political and spiritual philosophy is alluring in what might helpful an inappropriate exoticism. This book, though, is a reminder that dysfunctional fanaticism exists everywhere. Here, amidst a philosophical framework that is essentially pacifist and equalitarian, the rigid sexist code of the author's father leads to abuse and control that mirrors what is found in so many other religious communities. This memoir of childhood abuse, multigenerational abuse and neglect, and isolation is a powerful reminder that there isn't a single path to healing. Reminiscent of Educated, I loved the arc here, at once critical of the abuse and showing compassion for the pain of the abuser's abuse as a child and young adult. With such a different setting, though, this book had something new to offer and I appreciated the reminder that extremism in all its forms is problematic. Moreover, this is a lyrical book, written by a true writer. Every word seems carefully selected, every thought part of bouquet of thoughts, placed together is just the right way to convey the complexity of a life. I am often turned off by this highly curated type of poetic writing, but not this one. The wording was just joyfully crafted, even at the most heartbreaking moments of narration. Recommend. Click here to purchase this book and support My 50 Bookish Friends blog project. |
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