For most of January, it was practically impossible to avoid encountering Amy Chua, fierce champion of her idiosyncratic interpretation of “Chinese parenting.” Talk-show hosts heckled and fumed. Top-flight pundits and psychologists offered rebuttals. Furious parents flooded letter columns, defending “Western parenting,” even calling for Chua’s prosecution for child abuse.
But make no mistake—despite what it says on the book jacket, Tiger Mother isn’t a child-rearing manifesto. It isn’t even a memoir. Instead, Chua has joined Elizabeth Gilbert in a burgeoning new genre—semi-autobiographical Chick Lit.
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