I usually don't waste my time with books I don't like. There were some books I put down in disgust within one or two sentences. Twilight and Atlas Shrugged being examples.
There was one story that utterly broke my heart. It had so much promise, as something combining elements of Star Wars and Lord of the Rings would normally make me geek out. Unfortunately, the writer's grasp of grammar and punctuation was so bad, it actually made me cry. I wanted so badly to like it, and I couldn't.
But all that is fun and fluffy compared to The Miracle Mineral Supplement of the 21st Century. I am only grateful that I didn't actually buy it and put money into the writers' coffers. The only reason I got through it was pure morbid, medical curiosity and trying to figure out what this Dr. Tom Hesselink's medical specialty is, that he'd contribute to a book about one single compound that can supposedly cure a whole bunch of unrelated and incurable diseases, from autism to AIDS.
The "supplement"? Highly concentrated industrial bleach, taken orally, in an enema, or by IV.
I'm half tempted to write a review, saying, "I had systemic lupus, with pain so bad, it limited my mobility. Then I followed the MMS protocol. Glory, Hallelujah! I can hear the angels singing! This really is a miracle! All symptoms of this incurable disease are gone. Of course, my pulse is, too...."