The Undertow was interesting but not exactly what I expected. Rather than a cohesive book, it's a collection of essays by Jeff Sharlet. Several cover what one would expect - the manosphere, Trumpism, shallow mega-churches. He also includes an essay on Harry Belefonte and one on one of the founders of The Weavers, which I guess he did to show that there have always been political performers. The central essay, which spans nearly half the book, starts with a Justice for Ashli Babbitt rally and meanders through multiple, often scary, encounters. As Sharlet travels and writes, he mentions that he's on this trip in part to gather his portion of his step-mother's ashes and scatter some of them. It's more about grief than about politics and while interesting, the book doesn't quite fit together.
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