I love this book too despite my painfully mixed feelings. Love the brutal depiction of the way people can think they're being humane and socially responsible while supporting eugenics and fascism-by-any-other-name. Love Jane's brief taste of being a visionary and the moments when she gets to be just a person. Love the way that Wither and Frost's cold intellectual detachment somehow still takes them all the way into wallowing in blood worshiping a disembodied head voiced by Satan. I even love the four women playing dress-up.