A long and detailed account of a former member of the Weather Underground.

I found the most interesting part of the book to be the early chapters, and being able to trace the slow journey the author takes from civil rights to making bombs.

The cult like attitude of the Weather Underground, and particularly their sequel policies, made for difficult reading and I feel sad for many of the young people trapped in the chaos left by their leaders. That said, the book does a great job of conveying the sense that the Weathermen's violence was in response not only to the violence in Vietnam, but also the horrific violence meted out against black activists of the time.

I do feel that the author holds back many of the raw, intense emotions that she must have felt. She comes across rather methodical and dispassionate, particularly when discussing her relationship with her family.

I also feel that Wilkerson was more actively combative and radical in her personal life than she let's on. She provided glimpses of this, enough glimpses that I do not think she would have been a particularly nice person to be around back then.

None of which distracts from the fact I learnt a lot and I'm glad I read this account from a radical female voice who took "the next step" towards revolution that most of us never will.