Ms. McCarty and I broadcast on very different wavelengths, to put it mildly. Doubtless this influenced my decision to drop the book, though I would like to think my main reason is the way she seems to deliberately distort the ideas of the philosophers covered so that they will conform to her Rebecca of Sunnybrook Farm view of reality. And not just philosophers; she manages to warp Emily Dickinson in her funhouse mirror as well. The reader is pointed to Nature the Gentlest Mother to "prove" some point or other, but certainly not that any other interpretation might be feasible, after reading, say 'Faith' is a fine invention or God Gave a Loaf to Every Bird? Certainly the last two lines of the poem she cites "Her golden finger on her lip,/Wills silence everywhere," take on some rather ominous overtones.

And that's just one rather simple example. I would wager I could come up with something similar on almost every page, though I abandoned this (finally) around page 65.