Shattering my illusions about one of my favorite books.

"In Stranger in a Strange Land, those who join Smith's cult and adopt his worldview gain telepathy, telekinesis, and all sorts of other miraculous powers. Oh, and they magically become beautiful. And spend all day having sex with other beautiful people. It's enough to make you wonder how many hands Heinlein was typing with."

Truth be told, i read this book again recently, and i found the experience to be like hanging out with a childhood friend i had not seen in many years; we knew so much about who each other was no longer. Kinda sad, really