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Ok, so this book was written in the 1970's, and along with technology, our knowledge of the paranormal has somewhat expanded. Still, with all the hype and false information also floating about (no pun intended) I thought it would be educational and helpful to read something "old school" about my subject of interest. Ed and Lorraine Warren are not without controversy, being either respected, or shunned as con artists, but they definitely qualify as "old school", and I have always wanted to know more about them. The first sentence of the author's preface, "It is not possible to prepare the reader, in a few short paragraphs, for what follows in the pages of this book", is incredibly on target. Boredom of this depth cannot possibly prepared for. and should be illegal. I plodded on, hoping for at least SOME new wisdom or insight to make my investment pay off somehow. The book is very quick to identify Ed Warren as a demonologist. I know that within the Catholic Church, interested priests can take up this area of study and work. I am not Catholic, but I respect that as a valid title. Ed Warren's title just seemed to arrive with his name, with no explanation of how it was obtained. Is this a title someone can just tack on their name? I might be a wonderful cook with many years experience in the kitchen, but to call myself a chef is not only wrong, but arrogant. I may be wrong, but after all, my mind was pretty much numbed by Lorraine and Ed's unsubstantiated views and opinions...page after page. The book starts with a very detailed description of a slide show. Even the recorded evidence of a possession had been left out of the slide session, because, as it was explained, it may have a negative effect on some receptive psychologies present in a general audience. Oh, I get it. The things you say don't HAVE to add up because we can't be trusted with all the information. We can't handle the truth. Enough said. After some descriptions of pictures obtained of ghosts during investigations, I do admit I was looking forward to the middle of the book, where I could finally see some evidence that had hopefully been collected. Several black and white, grainy, pictures of a haunted house were placed here. "This is the refrigerator Ed saw levitating", "This is the dresser. The drawers would open and close by themselves". Need I go on? Oh, yes, there is a picture of a Coke bottle supposedly levitating, but it is so dark, it is difficult to see the bottle itself, or the background. Not that I'm feeling at all mistrustful by this point. Do yourself a big favor, and spend your hard-earned money on the latte and a cookie instead.

This book was amazingly sad and insightful at the same time. It's helped me to understand the struggle of my elders and have a better grasp on queer history, especially in the lesbian working class community.