One can only wonder how many nights wives of congregation bookstudy conductors went to bed sexually frustrated by a husband burning the midnight oil trying to figure out that damned book for the next bookstudy. That production number is one of the most screwed up things ever to come from the bowels of Bethel.
And of course one round of studying that monstrosity was not enough. We had to go through it, and then through it again, and ...
I'm not sure that book was even good for rat shit! Of two copies in my storage buildings, they were only nibbled by rats while others books were nearly gobbled up!
Marvin Shilmer http://marvinshilmer.blogspot.com