As a substitute for thorough research and intelligent reflection, the author offers up a full course dinner of "probablies" and "maybes." Then, to disguise the lack of substance, he adds liberal dashes of personal invective and Political Correctness--he decides a photograph of a leading figure in the story reveals a "geek" and a "nerd," who furthermore, for undisclosed reasons, is also a "racist." (There are no photographs in the book.) Any woman is automatically oppressed and heroic. You get the idea.So much better to stick to facts and let the reader judge.Worst of all, the style is bizarre. The book reads like a first draft by an author convinced that anything he puts down on paper is pure gold. New York is full of competent editors, and some honest ones. Next time, use one of the latter.