Full disclosure: I went into this book with a slight bias. My mother and my grandmother saw Vincent Bugliosi give a lecture about the Manson trial at the University my mother was attending, so I had a second-hand opinion on the man himself; my grandmother thought him wonderful, my mother thought him a fascist. The majority of the talk was comprised of two facts: his wonderfulness, and how the “Manson girls”, as he called them, were all laughing it up in Country Club prisons, playing […]