With her senseless, juvenile rambling, disjointed lines, jumping from subject to subject, accusations without any hard historical data of events for support, and with her informative insights like: Q: "I was born suddenly." (ummmm not sure if the fastest birth could be called sudden.) there is little else I can call her but very, very bad writer. She comes across as unprofessional journalist, with nothing to share but whining, verbal attacks, pouting and temper tantrums without a shred of eloquence of writing, all neatly bundled up and published in this atrocity the critics calls " Monumental achievement". To me this masterpiece a real punishment for the mind. Any of my next door neighbors can reproduce most of the context of this book, with much less (read nearly non existent) knowledge of Islam and the doctrines. The more is the pity for Oriana does have first hand knowledge that gets lost among her rambling. Sadly this is the Worst book I read about the subject. Instead, read Sam Harris, Brigette Gabriel, or Ayan Hirsi Ali. With them writing flows beautifully. Its supported by facts and is food for the mind.

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