I feel like this was more of a scrap book than actual attempt at scholarly research. Better books on Manson (in my humble opinion) would include The Family, Shadow Over Santa Susana, and even the Bugliosi book. All of these books offer a more even handed account of the thinking behind Manson's philosophy of environmentalism and strange racial dialectical ism, as well as the actual events surrounding Spahn Ranch and the Tate-LaBianca murders. A dear friend of mine let me borrow all three of those books many years ago. When I think about why I have read so much about ol uncle Charlie, I suppose it's mostly morbid fascination. I'm also a sucker for a good American horror story. It's got all the ingredients: Hollywood players, gutter folks, motorcycle gangs, dune buggies, rock 'n' roll, a cadre of murderous hell cats, and Dennis Wilson of the Beach Boys. This book did have some interesting pro ATWA (air trees water animals) art work and some rare letters of Manson discussing his often self contradictory thinking, but all in all I just didn't care for the unabashedly pro Manson outlook. I think Schreck borders on hero worship, even when discussing Manson's loose affiliation with the Ayrian brotherhood or his assertion that Hitler was Jesus returning and that we all should have embraced his vision. Pardon me, but what the fuck!? My friend said it best, if they let Manson out today, he'd go right back to it! Some people are too dangerous to be free. As much as I dig the man's music, I'm glad he's San Quentin's most famous resident. Oh yeah, there is a funny excerpt of Neil Young praising Manson (before the murders); talking about what an amazing guy he was-a mystic, a visionary. Woah. Strange times indeed.