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I grew up hearing bits and pieces of this story from my mom (who is the same age as Hearst and also grew up in CA). So I always knew it was a crazy story, but my goodness, if you told me this was a work of fiction, I would have said it was too fantastically unrealistic and should be toned down a bit.
This story has everything, and the book is riveting. The author does a good job explaining the political climate in the 1970s, especially as opposed to that of the 1960s. I also like how he doesn't draw any heavy-handed conclusions about the central question of the book - was she "brainwashed" or not? Instead, we're presented with the facts and left to decide for ourselves. There is, after all, only one person on earth who can know for sure.
This book also made me wonder what a book written about, for example, the 2000s will have to say in about forty years, because I did some serious eye-rolling at the 1970s. So much of their political posturing and counterculture armies and manifestos just seemed so childish and naive. And pervasive! I was flabbergasted when, time after time, these wanted fugitives - who had already literally murdered people and continued to attempt to murder people - were harbored, transported, or given refuge by ordinary citizens. One perfectly lovely woman was like, "oh, I remember my father's time in the IRA in the old country. What the heck, I'll shelter these fugitives too." LADY. Get yourself to the police station RIGHT NOW. I just don't think ordinary people harboring high-profile criminals would happen these days. But maybe I'm the one who is naive.
This story has everything, and the book is riveting. The author does a good job explaining the political climate in the 1970s, especially as opposed to that of the 1960s. I also like how he doesn't draw any heavy-handed conclusions about the central question of the book - was she "brainwashed" or not? Instead, we're presented with the facts and left to decide for ourselves. There is, after all, only one person on earth who can know for sure.
This book also made me wonder what a book written about, for example, the 2000s will have to say in about forty years, because I did some serious eye-rolling at the 1970s. So much of their political posturing and counterculture armies and manifestos just seemed so childish and naive. And pervasive! I was flabbergasted when, time after time, these wanted fugitives - who had already literally murdered people and continued to attempt to murder people - were harbored, transported, or given refuge by ordinary citizens. One perfectly lovely woman was like, "oh, I remember my father's time in the IRA in the old country. What the heck, I'll shelter these fugitives too." LADY. Get yourself to the police station RIGHT NOW. I just don't think ordinary people harboring high-profile criminals would happen these days. But maybe I'm the one who is naive.