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Captive by Catherine Oxenberg

This is a book by actress Catherine Oxenberg and her attempt to save her daughter India from the NXIVM cult – you know, the one actress Allison Mack was involved in.
She had help writing it, as you can see on the cover, and it is very chatty and conversational, but still very riveting.  I remember watching Catherine’s reality show I Married a Princess, which she did with her ex-husband Casper Van Dien.  India was just a tween on that show, and I was saddened to hear that she got caught up in this horrible cult.  Catherine does reveal quite a bit of details too.
She also goes into her own life, including an instance of abuse in her own childhood, her eating disorder and her own #MeToo moments as an actress.  She even reveals some political leanings, such has her stance on abortion.  She’s had one (I think more than one) and while she acknowledges that it’s a horrible decision to make, she wouldn’t “take” that “choice” away from anyone.  Well, I, obviously, disagree with her stance on abortion.  It is the taking of innocent life, and while she seems to know and understand that, she still thinks that the choice is more important.  I don’t understand that at all.
Through her persistence and connections, the New York Times did a story on the cult, and this actually spurred the police and politicians – including the governor of New York and that slimy sack of shit, Sen. Schumer, to do something about this cult already.  She made a swipe at how only extremists use the term “fake news” – an obvious swipe at Trump without actually naming him.  After all, the cult did brand the NYT article as “fake news”.
Comparing Keith Raniere, the cult’s founder and leader, to President Trump is shitty.  But I wouldn’t necessarily dissuade anyone from reading this book, because aside from that, it’s still pretty good.  The exposure and dismantling of any cult is a good thing.
At the risk of spoiling it, her daughter still seemed caught up in the cult, even after Keith and Allison got arrested for the things they did.  I hope that they all heal from this awful experience.
If you want to know more about cults beyond Scientology and Peoples Temple, this is a good choice.  I do admire Catherine for going above and beyond for her daughter, as any decent mother would.
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My Favorite Books of 2017

The best books of the year, in my opinion, are the following.  All are non-fiction, and I think all are very timely.

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The Road to Jonestown by Jeff Guinn

This is a biography of the infamous Reverend Jim Jones, aka the leader of the Peoples Temple cult.  It started in Indiana, then moved to California, and finally ended in Guyana.  It’s a complete account of Jones’s life, up to the massacre/mass suicide in Jonestown, Guyana.  The opening prologue is chilling and well-written.

This isn’t the only book I’ve read about the Peoples Temple cult, so I already knew the basics.  But this one gives you so much more, because it covers Jones’s background and life prior to Jonestown, of which was officially called the Peoples Temple Agricultural Project.

The author seemed to be somewhat sympathetic to Jones due to Jones’s political views, and it almost seemed as if he were saying, “oh, if only he hadn’t been a drug-addled megalomaniac…he would have been a great guy otherwise!”  Yes, Jim Jones was anti-racist, and I think part of it was genuine, but in the end it was very, very obvious that he just used that as a hook to gain followers.  Just like he shamelessly used Christianity as a hook to gain followers.  He was never really a Christian and at the end was very anti-Christian.  Jones was also a communist.

The events of the book happened a few years before I was born, which made it doubly fascinating.  People don’t really talk about this anymore.  It was one of the deadliest days in American history before 9/11. I have some theories as to why, but I won’t go into it.  I highly recommend this book, though.  It’s riveting and very timely, considering the whole Scientology issue and all.

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Dangerous by Milo Yiannopolous

When I heard that Simon & Schuster was going to publish a book by Milo, I was so excited.  Then the pedophilia hit job happened and it was cancelled.  I was not happy.  But Milo never gives up.  He started his own publishing company and published it himself, and with a better cover image.

This is kind of a memoir/political commentary kind of book.  He does briefly talk about his background but mostly covers some of the political issues of the day, and with his signature humor.  His voice is excellent, and I could easily imagine him reading each line aloud.

I think it is an important book for those of us on the right, and should especially be read by politicians.  This book, like Vox Day’s SJWs Always Lie, gives excellent advice on how to handle the shit the left slings at us on a regular basis, and insights as to why the left is the way it is.

As of this writing, Simon & Schuster has basically leaked the original manuscript of this book, complete with their editor’s notes.  I’ve only started to go through it.  Like, I’m only about seven pages in.  Most of the criticism is baseless and tone-deaf, but some of it is legit.  I might do a review of that whenever I finish reading it.

Milo, after the cancellation of his book, sued Simon & Schuster for breach of contract, so that’s why they leaked the manuscript.  It was entered as evidence, so I guess it’s not really a leak per se, but still.  It’s the entire book and you can read it for free.  Kind of a dick move, but whatever.  As I said, I highly recommend the finished version.


The Last Closet:  The Dark Side of Avalon by Moira Greyland

I’ve already written a separate review for this, so I’ll be brief.  The daughter of fantasy author Marion Zimmer Bradley and Walter Breen has published her memoirs/tell all through Castalia House, exposing the ultra-progressive sci-fi community as the disgusting perverts they are.  Calling them perverts is too mild, I guess.  What they’ve done goes straight into abuser territory.

It’s a very tough read, as she is pretty frank about what her parents did to her, but does not go into lurid detail.  She’s also very honest and open about how the abuse affected her mentally.  It is also a sad read, but a necessary one.  Moira comes to the conclusion that homosexuality is not good for society, and leftists – those who bother to acknowledge the book’s existence, that is – will be apoplectic about it.  However you feel about homosexuality and its place in society, I still think this is an important book to read.  There’s serious issues in that community that really needs to be addressed, and sweeping it under the rug and shrieking HOMOPHOBE isn’t going to do anyone any favors.  Furthermore, as I said in the original review, expect to see much more of this as the children of today grow older.


Gosnell:  The Untold Story of America’s Most Prolific Serial Killer by Ann McElhinney and Phelim McAleer

I’ve already reviewed this here, so I’ll be brief.  This is a pretty good and compelling account of Kermit Gosnell’s crimes and the grand jury report that initially exposed them.  It also covers his trial, and the authors even interviewed him.  He’s still completely unapologetic, by the way.  It is going to be turned into a movie, but I haven’t heard much about that lately.  The abortion industry is just flat out evil, and it’s a tragedy that many abortion supporters care more about it remaining legal and utterly problem-free than they are about the health and safety of the women that seek such (horrible) procedures.

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The Last Closet by Moira Greyland

I should probably be ashamed of not knowing who Marion Bradley Zimmer was. I am only 35 as of this writing, and when I was younger, I stuck to books on astronomy and other random kid books until I moved to Japan, when I read Sweet Valley Twins novels. Then, in high school, I graduated to R.L. Stine’s Fear Street series and eventually moved on to Stephen King novels. It wasn’t until recently that I actually got into fantasy and sci-fi novels.

So, a couple of years ago, more or less, I read this post at Ask the Bigot, about the daughter of a famed fantasy writer who had been molested by both parents. My eyes went wide like saucers as I read it.

A few months ago I realized that the daughter, Moira Greyland Peat and I were in a social media group together. I was like, wow. And she was writing a book, and it was going to be published by Castalia House. I was so very excited, which is kind of messed up, given how truly tragic her story really is.

And it is. The book is The Last Closet – the Dark Side of Avalon and it is one hell of a read.

She goes into her parents’ background, not justifying the things they did, but explaining why they were the way they were. She manages to…I dunno, describe, or at least recount the things her parents did to her. She doesn’t go into excruciating detail, as I imagine that would have been far too traumatizing, but is pretty frank about it.

She is also very, very adamant on being against gay marriage, given her upbringing. Her parents both had homosexual relationships outside the bounds of their marriage. She is one of many children of gays that have such tragic stories to tell. Note that she does not hate gay people or anything. She even says as much in the book, but she does condemn the “do what thou wilt” mentality that is so present among the libertine left.

Moira is very, very brave and very strong to write this memoir. She really is, because one of two things will happen: either the left will just ignore her, or they’ll absolutely savage her. Some fringe sci-fi SJWs did just that, but for the most part, she has been ignored.

Mark my words – you’re going to hear more and more stories like this in the coming decades. The children of today are going to grow up, and they’ll grow up in this disgusting sewer culture and they’ll all be messed up. At some point, they’ll realize what’s been done, and boy howdy I bet a lot of them will be pissed. Hell, that’s probably putting it mildly.

My own childhood wasn’t a picnic either, but I am grateful to my parents for not being like Marion Zimmer Bradley and Walter Breen. I just want to hug the both of them fiercely right now, even though they’re on the other side of the country.

Moira also has a great sense of humor, of which is peppered throughout the book. I’m glad…a lot of it is grim. There is a lengthy appendix that could be its own book, and a foreword by Vox Day.

One more thing…I was, and still am astonished at the similarity between Walter Breen’s insane Great Vision for the world, and the philosophy of one of my villains. Freaking spooky. Both are sex addicts who think that sex with everyone, all the time will make for a better world. I used to think I was being over the top with that – that nobody, nobody could possibly think that way in real life. I was wrong, dead wrong.

This book should be more widely read, but it won’t, because it doesn’t even come close to fitting the left’s preferred narrative, and we all know that the left is largely in control of our culture, and that they love that control more than anything else. But we shouldn’t despair…thanks to the Internet, we have a platform. We can speak out, and we should. The truth should prevail.

The only criticism I have would be some of the typos and minor errors I found. I tried highlighting them all in case Castalia House wants me to email them, but Amazon’s stupid iOS Kindle App mysteriously lost a great deal of my progress, including the highlights and bookmarks I made. Fortunately, I remembered which chapter I left off of.

This was easily one of the best books of the year (along with Milo Yiannopolis’s Dangerous and The Road to Jonestown by Jeff Guinn – both I highly recommend).

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Playground by Jennifer Saginor

For some odd reason, I felt compelled to read this one.  I guess it has something to do with another Playboy Mansions expose I found (Jill Ann Spaulding’s very poorly written Hefnerland), and I figured “well, this one has a much better cover so perhaps it’s better written than the other one I read” and I was mostly right.  It was better written but not by much.

I finished this in early August. I’ve been thinking about it (in between personal drama) and I came to the conclusion that I didn’t really like it that much.  The author, Jennifer Saginor, is not very likeable.  She’s the eldest daughter of Hugh Hefner’s personal physician.  She spent her childhood (spanning the 1970s and 1980s) at the Playboy mansion and her father’s mansion.  The first half is all about her and her sister Savannah hanging out at the Playboy mansion, putting on fashion shows with various half-naked Playmates and walking in on celebrities having sex with other Playmates.  The second half is about her teen years spent with her drug-addicted father and being pissed off at her mother.  As I said, she did not come across as likeable, and I was very disappointed at the end, where she seems to be all “okay, life at the Playboy mansion wasn’t so bad after all”.  This book seems to be far more of an judgment on her father’s drug use and inability to be a decent father than an judgment about anything that went on at the Playboy mansion (which, of course, is a valid judgment to make but this book is called Playground and is about life as a child at the Playboy mansion).

There were a couple moments I felt sympathy for her – such as the times she had to hide under her bed because her father and his junkie girlfriend were being extremely paranoid over the junkie’s ex-boyfriend – who was a drug lord – and his cronies.  However, most of the time I kept thinking “god, what a miserable bitch” because she kept bitching and moaning about her awful life, yet never actually did anything to improve her life – especially considering the fact that she paid her tutors to do all her homework for her, even when she was in college.  That actually irritated the crap out of me – so many people can’t even get to college or a good high school and here she is, skipping class and paying other people to do her work for her.  But I’m supposed to feel sorry for her because her mother’s sooooo authoritarian and her father’s a total junkie/male chauvinist/desperate Hugh Hefner wannabe.

It’s a dishy and quick read, and definitely not for kids, but the ending has no redeeming value whatsoever, especially for an uptight prude like me.

I could also say something about her bisexuality and why I think she ended up a bisexual, but I won’t, because then I’ll get holy hell rained down upon my head by all the liberals who might be reading this.