But the evolution part is especially bad, as it reifies (oh, and I do mean that) something that is so obviously cultural it is breathtaking.
So very evil.
This puppy is going to a used book store.
FWIW, Adams quotes a bunch of stuff that has been discredited -- a lot of her sources are from the 70s and 80s. And some of her sources are fictional. I kid you not -- she quotes Rilke's poetry, and Stephen Dedalus (that would be the protagonist in Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man). Adams has a lot of great anecdotes; her analysis is generally completely orthagonal to the lesson I would have drawn from the anecdote. She is, to put it bluntly, batshit crazy. Pity, really.
Oh, yeah. And she is unbelievably heteronormative, and assumes her reader is female (which is kinda cool, in theory, but in practice is quite awful). Best of all, in an entire volume on boundary issues, she never addresses dealing with romantic overtures, wanted or unwanted, in any context, other than a really bizarre bit about women and friendships with gay men.