I've been fascinated by this case for years, but this book did little for me. I don't know if it was the way it was written or how the narrator presented it, but it was very boring, felt preachy, and it felt fluffed out with information that didn't need to be there. I kept imagining an old woman standing in a college classroom, droning on in a monotone voice while stopping every few minutes to say, "this was really bad, wasn't it? this was terrible, can you believe this happened?"

Like, we all know it was terrible. We all know it was bad and that women were treated poorly back then. Then there's the note at the end about how things haven't really changed, that Jack still exists today but as a different person. I feel bad for what happened to them women and I can't say whether they were prostitutes or not, there's no proof in either direction. However, to talk about these horrible murders and then mention modern day misogyny like it's the same thing?

I'm tired of feminists. They've seriously lost the plot. I don't like to be preached at when I'm learning history.