I'm convinced: nobody picks up such books excepting out of puerile interest, and I am no exception. In fact, reading this book further convinced me that nobody writes such things excepting out of puerile interest. I was rather hoping to learn something of the psychodynamics of the seraglio, or some nifty historiographical slease on slavery, or even some outright filth with an intellectual veneer. I was somewhat disappointed in this. While it contained fairly predictable chapters on the paleo-feminist bugaboos of prostitution and wife-beating; it did contain quite a bit of bathroom material on actual modern day instances of egregious (or actual, depending on your susceptibility to feminist rhetoric) female sexual slavery. Whips, shackles, harems; the whole horrifying, grotesque lot; like something out of a vision of hell. Much of the book more or less was a complaint on common and horrible the phenomenon is. At the end; her "proof," the interpol report on the subject, pinpointing about 100 known cases a year of it in the whole world.
She also cited data which she said proved porn caused rape. They found that something like 45% of rapists had been exposed to porn. But 65% of the rest of the population had been exposed to porn! With her hilarious "thinking," she took this as proof that, not only does porn cause rape, but most men are rapists! Perhaps mathematics and logic are oppressive tools of the patriarchy. The punchline after thumbing through the drivel, was the photograph of the author. I'm not sure if it is "spiteful" to mention it, but she looks like someone who something horrible happened to; she practically cringes in her photograph. Or perhaps someone who wishes something horrible would happen to her, so she can do more than suffer for all the world's sins. You really have to wonder about people who think about sexual slavery this much. Such an obsession can not be good for mental hygiene.