Reviewing a book written by your mother is not an easy task. Do I refer to her as "my mother" or "Leadbeater" or "the author"? Do I tell the truth about how little I cared for protest marches as a young child in the 80s? In the end I think I worked through these issues reasonably well, but it still feels a bit weird. This review is a response to a request from the ISO for a review article for their magazine.