Did you know that before the Industrial Revolution, everyone grew their own food? That it was only during the Industrial Revolution that factory workers no longer had enough time to farm and were forced to move to the city and depend on others for it? That banks and stock markets and what have you all came into existence only during the Industrial Revolution, to support the new-born Capitalist Machine?
Oh, how naïve you were to think non-agrarian middle classes and banks were around for millennia before the Industrial Revolution, and that stock markets date back to the 12th or 13th century!
Alright, so the book's central thesis is straightforward and relatively uncontroversial (and completely apparent from the title); the incredible amount of bullshit it's draped in gets on my nerves.
This nonsense about the Industrial Revolution is only the tip of the iceberg when it comes to fields in which the authors are jarringly ignorant, though admittedly basic history is probably their weakest point (with basic biology being a close second). There's also a lot of handwaving about agriculture, the way people build houses, "chemicals" in consumer products from countries with weaker regulations than ours, "chemicals" in consumer products from poor recycling practices, "chemicals" in consumer products that are legal in our countries but poorly understood, "chemicals" in our fertilisers, "chemicals" in our drinking water from our sewage treatment techniques, the artistic and spiritual aridity of efficiency, the counter-productiveness of many current environmental programs, &c.; sensible things can be said on each (well, most) of these topics, but the authors don't. Instead, they're only there as contentless shibboleths for other brain-dead environmentalists. (Which is ironic, given the authors' attacks on this very group.)
In addition to this, the whole thing is steeped in so much romanticisation of pre-industrial societies and nature in general that it's actually painful to read at times. Apparently cherry trees and ant colonies are wonderful examples of sustainability and balance with nature, as if cherry trees don't want to deprive other plants of as much sunlight as they can possibly get away with, and as if ants don't regularly collapse entire ecosystems. And of course, before the Great Satan Industry reared its ugly head, humans approached nature with reverence and respect, and lived in tune with nature; the fact that, for example, nearly all megafauna disappeared on all continents right about the time the first humans arrived, why, that's just a coincidence.
The sad part is that none of it is even *necessary* to support the authors' thesis, which is that resources are finite and it would therefore be a good idea to stop removing them from the industrial ecosystem entirely when we're done with them for the time being. Any idiot could see that that just makes sense.
Of course, it's hard to fill an entire book with just that. Even with all the nonsense, they didn't even manage to get to 200 pages.
All of that, and the fact that most of their sub-ideas (like products as a service) are just brain-damaged, make Cradle to Cradle the kind of wooly-minded mush that gives environmentalism a bad name. Which is a pity, because it could have been great.