A remarkable but sometimes-tedious account of the human mind’s susceptibility to wholesale manipulation.
Jeffs recounts his fight to extricate himself—and his children—from a dangerous religious cult.
Debut author Jeffs grew up in Salt Lake City, Utah, and was born the 30th child of Rulon Jeffs, a polygamist and soi-disant prophet of the Fundamentalist Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints. By 8, the author lived in one house with all his father’s wives and children—eight women and as many as 50 children under the same roof—and was encouraged to identify all the women as his mothers. The author was taught that the prophet’s word was unchallengeable law and lived under the constant fear of the world’s end. Jeffs chillingly details the strange sexual dynamics of the FLDS world: he had two wives and fathered 20 children himself, and his second wife was his half sister’s daughter. Eventually, he learned that the church leadership also indulged in darker activities, including rape and pedophilia, practices worsened by the tyrannical rule of his half brother Warren. Once Warren was arrested and the latest FLDS compound was raided, Jeffs finally understood the depths of the church’s deception, and he tried to rescue his younger children from its grip. In 2011, he was nearly killed in a terrible car crash, an accident he believes was orchestrated by his brother in response to his perceived betrayal. The author lucidly depicts his harrowing story, ably discussing the epistemological silo one’s environment can become and the ways an otherwise rational man can be vulnerable to such extraordinary mendacity. Jeffs’ account can be frustratingly minute—his play-by-play account of the internal politics of the FLDS becomes exhausting. And some of his narrative digressions seem incongruent with generally dark themes—for example, his complaints about the tasteless cooking of FLDS mothers or his misadventures in internet dating. Jeffs’ experience is spellbinding, but he writes with greater passion and candor than he does authorial adroitness.
A remarkable but sometimes-tedious account of the human mind’s susceptibility to wholesale manipulation.Pub Date: June 6, 2018
ISBN: 978-0-9993472-1-8
Page Count: 256
Publisher: Zarahemla Books
Review Posted Online: April 20, 2018
Review Program: Kirkus Indie
A superb book about doing his job by a master of his craft.
The renowned writer offers advice on information-gathering and nonfiction composition.
The book consists of eight instructive and charming essays about creating narratives, all of them originally composed for the New Yorker, where McPhee (Silk Parachute, 2010, etc.) has been a contributor since the mid-1960s. Reading them consecutively in one volume constitutes a master class in writing, as the author clearly demonstrates why he has taught so successfully part-time for decades at Princeton University. In one of the essays, McPhee focuses on the personalities and skills of editors and publishers for whom he has worked, and his descriptions of those men and women are insightful and delightful. The main personality throughout the collection, though, is McPhee himself. He is frequently self-deprecating, occasionally openly proud of his accomplishments, and never boring. In his magazine articles and the books resulting from them, McPhee rarely injects himself except superficially. Within these essays, he offers a departure by revealing quite a bit about his journalism, his teaching life, and daughters, two of whom write professionally. Throughout the collection, there emerge passages of sly, subtle humor, a quality often absent in McPhee’s lengthy magazine pieces. Since some subjects are so weighty—especially those dealing with geology—the writing can seem dry. There is no dry prose here, however. Almost every sentence sparkles, with wordplay evident throughout. Another bonus is the detailed explanation of how McPhee decided to tackle certain topics and then how he chose to structure the resulting pieces. Readers already familiar with the author’s masterpieces—e.g., Levels of the Game, Encounters with the Archdruid, Looking for a Ship, Uncommon Carriers, Oranges, and Coming into the Country—will feel especially fulfilled by McPhee’s discussions of the specifics from his many books.
A superb book about doing his job by a master of his craft.Pub Date: Sept. 5, 2017
ISBN: 978-0-374-14274-2
Page Count: 208
Publisher: Farrar, Straus and Giroux
Review Posted Online: May 8, 2017
Kirkus Reviews Issue: June 1, 2017
The memoir of George Dawson, who learned to read when he was 98, places his life in the context of the entire 20th century in this inspiring, yet ultimately blighted, biography. Dawson begins his story with an emotional bang: his account of witnessing the lynching of a young African-American man falsely accused of rape. America’s racial caste system and his illiteracy emerge as the two biggest obstacles in Dawson’s life, but a full view of the man overcoming the obstacles remains oddly hidden. Travels to Ohio, Canada, and Mexico reveal little beyond Dawson’s restlessness, since nothing much happens to him during these wanderings. Similarly, the diverse activities he finds himself engaging in—bootlegging in St. Louis, breaking horses, attending cockfights—never really advance the reader’s understanding of the man. He calls himself a “ladies’ man” and hints at a score of exciting stories, but then describes only his decorous marriage. Despite the personal nature of this memoir, Dawson remains a strangely aloof figure, never quite inviting the reader to enter his world. In contrast to Dawson’s diffidence, however, Glaubman’s overbearing presence, as he repeatedly parades himself out to converse with Dawson, stifles any momentum the memoir might develop. Almost every chapter begins with Glaubman presenting Dawson with a newspaper clipping or historical fact and asking him to comment on it, despite the fact that Dawson often does not remember or never knew about the event in question. Exasperated readers may wonder whether Dawson’s life and his accomplishments, his passion for learning despite daunting obstacles, is the tale at hand, or whether the real issue is his recollections of Archduke Ferdinand. Dawson’s achievements are impressive and potentially exalting, but the gee-whiz nature of the tale degrades it to the status of yet another bowl of chicken soup for the soul, with a narrative frame as clunky as an old bone.
Pub Date: Feb. 1, 2000
ISBN: 0-375-50396-X
Page Count: 288
Publisher: Random House
Review Posted Online: May 19, 2010
Kirkus Reviews Issue: Dec. 15, 1999
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