I just returned from a week in Los Angeles which was a welcome escape from the winter of the polar vortex, or rather, vorteces. When I travel, which is about as often as Halley's Comet, I like to read something a little lighter than what I would read at home. But after bypassing Coreyography (yes, Corey Feldman's memoir), I had trouble settling on a title. Enter 'Going Clear', Lawrence Wright's expose of Scientology. It's odd how this one had escaped me til now, but since I was going to be sunning myself in Hollywood, the time had come. I'd heard glowing reviews and the author himself on NPR. At the end of the day (week) it was a good read, but I didnt find anything all that new or surprising. It's run by control-hungry freakazoids? Shocker.