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Understanding other cultures and being tolerant is important. However, I think being tolerant of the way women (and men) are treated in fanatical religious groups like the one Deborah Feldman’s memoir describes is tantamount to being “tolerant” of slavery. It is essentially the same thing. These people do not grow up having agency over anything in their lives. It took a massive amount of will and bravery for her to leave her culture (and take her son with her). Though the memoir is an incredible story and she is a great writer, I feel mostly infuriated and depressed by the knowledge that such an insanely repressive, misogynist and cruel culture exists so close to me (literally about 10 blocks from the apartment I’m currently writing in).
My rage aside, I would recommend this book to everyone. It is certainly making me think and makes me want to not take my freedom for granted.
Who wants to sneak copies into the libraries around South Williamsburg with me?