Reading this book was a bit like listening to a long story from my grandpa, if my grandpa were a successful linguist. My eyes definitely glazed over in parts of the first two chapters, even though it was on the whole quite educational: for one thing, I finally realised that Jim McCloskey and Jim McCawley are two different dudes! I also appreciated the concrete evidence that interpersonally, Chomsky wasn’t great.
Lakoff’s interview at the end, where he assigns OT-style priorities (“commitments”) to various 70s-era linguists to explain why they all thought each other were fools was pretty cool. Really I wish there were more books like this: a little linguistic theory, a little history, a little big-picture science talk, and a lot of (professionally dressed) gossip about an insular community that I’m tangentially part of.