Title: A puzzling disappointment
Product review: I have always enjoyed Norman Cantor's books. They have been well-written and reliable references. This one, however, is rambling, repetitive, and appears not to have been edited or proofread. The publisher should have saved the author from this debacle. It's easy to pick out specific problems: blaming Jewish mysticism for antisemitism and assuming credibility for Francis Crick's daffy spores from space theory, for example, but the book as whole is more worrying. The reader, at least this one, wants to urge the author to take things easy for a while and hire a good copy editor.
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