I put off reading The Feminine Mystique for a long time, and until pretty recently I just assumed I would never get around to it. Every time I've tried to read a non-fiction work of particular cultural importance from the past, I've been bored and disappointed. It's hard to read something like this, which in the immediate aftermath of its publication was put up on a such a pedestal, but which today seems flawed in so many ways. I was surprised how much I enjoyed it, even with a heaping portion of skepticism.