number of child-molesters employed tornproduce this data. It is quite possible thatrnKinsey—a longtime counselor for suchrngroups as the Boy Scouts and the YMCArn—was a prime “observer” and sourcernof information. Wliile it is important tornknow who Kinsey’s trained observersrnwere, Reisman also asks the more importantrnquestion: “Where are the childrenrntoday?”rnTo this day, Indiana University’s KinseyrnInshtute remains clouded in secrecy.rnConcerning “interviews” with smallrngirls, Reisman wonders, “If, as the Kinseyrnteam claimed, a parent was always presentrnduring the inteniew between ‘UnclernKinsey’ and ‘Uncle Pomeroy’ and thernsmall girl, and if all of every subject is inrnsecret code in the Institute data base, asrnthey claimed, why are these children notrntraceable?”rnDespite having his work thoroughlyrndiscredited, Kinsey is still the groundrnfrom which most modern sex educationrnis rooted. Reisman notes that “almostrnall AIDS and sex education in elementary,rnsecondary, college, graduate andrnpost-graduate school base their sex educationrncurricula on the Kinsejan ‘variant’rnmodel.” That a man who stampedrnhis imprimatur on sex between adultsrnand children would exert a prime influencernon the sexual education of childrenrndoes not speak well for America’srnschools.rnNearly two decades since her addressrnexposing Kinsey’s role in child abuse atrnthe World Congress of Sexology inrnJerusalem, Reisman continues to servernas an agent of truth. While much attentionrnhas been given to James Jones’s newrnKinsey biography, Reisman’s Kinsey:rnCrimes & Consequences demonstratesrnthat Jones, a former Kinsey Institute employee,rnconceals more than he reveals.rnFrom Thomas Jefferson to J. EdgarrnHoover, the sex lives (both real andrnimagined) of prominent Americans havernbecome an obsession of modern academics.rnYet Kinsey, the ver’ man whornwould merit such an investigation most,rnhas been ignored. Academics, feeling anrnideological kinship with Kinsev, haverntherefore balked at debunking him.rnA half-century after issuing his first sexrnstudy, Alfred Kinsey and his work havernbeen uncovered as a fraud. Will it takernanother 50 years for educators to beginrnto take notice?rnDaniel J. Flynn is the executive directorrnof Accuracy in Academia.rnDixie Reduxrnhy Loxley F. NichokrnConfederates in the Attic:rnDispatches From thernUnfinished Civil Warrnby Tony HonvitzrnNew York: Pantheon Books;rn406 pages, $27.50rnIn Maryland, one naturally associatesrnhistorical reenactment with the CivilrnWar. Yet the only reenactor I know eschewsrnthe Civil for the RevolutionaryrnWar because, he says, “I don’t reenactrnevents where the people are still fightingrnthe war. Tliey might use live ammunition!”rnTony Horwitz’s account of thernSouth’s continuing preoccupation withrnthe War Beheen the States suggests thatrnthis concern is not completely unwarranted.rnHard-core Civil War reenactorsrnwill go to extravagant lengths for authenticit)’,rnfrom soaking brass buttons in urinernto produce just the right patina to crashrndieting in order to achieve the gaunt lookrnof the veteran soldier to sleeping on coldrnwet ground with nothing more than a tissue-rnthin blanket and “spooning” forrnwarmth; a few do actually consider, wistfully,rnwhat it would be like to “go thernwhole way.”rnThe champion of total reenactmentrnhas to be Robert Lee Hodge of thernSouthern Guard, who possesses the singularrnability to “bloat” like a days-oldrncorpse. Introduced in the first pages ofrnConfederates in the Attic, Hodge providesrna connecting thread throughout Horwitz’srnperambulation of the Southernrnwar territory, while his adventures withrnthe author make for some of the best momentsrnin the book. These include reenaetmentsrnlarge and small as well as arn”Civil Wargasm ” (an intense, week-longrnpilgrimage to Civil War memorials). Adheringrnto wartime exigencies of dress andrnsleeping on site, the two men steeprnthemselves in period lore, reading aloudrnfrom war diaries and letters throughoutrnthe day and again each night by candlelight.rnSnippets from diaries, letters, and histories,rnas well as interesting tidbits, arernwoven throughout the book and providernpoignant expressions of, and commentaryrnon, the war as it was actually fought.rnwhile helping to explain the passionrnthat reenachnent can elicit. In a Marylander’srnCivil War journal describingrnpassing Confederates as “a ragged, leanrnand hungry set of wolves” who neverthelessrnhad “a dash about them that thernNorthern men lacked . . . [t]hey rode likerncircus riders,” Horwitz discovers the imagernthat enthusiasts seek to replicate:rn”threadbare, famished, lice-and-dysentery-rnridden, and for all that romantic.”rnFrom the fact that most Civil Warrnreenactors prefer grey over blue, Horwitzrnconcludes the motivating impulse to bernlargely sartorial, having more to do withrnimage than ideology. Yet by signing uprnwith the Confederacy, these men seemrnto be choosing ideals (which are clearrnand straightforward) in preference tornideas (which are often murky and circuitous).rnThe South’s chivalric ideals,rncombined with the purifying elementrnof physical suffering, obviously providernan irresistible alternative to the virtualrnrealit)’ of modern-day life. Southern orrnotherwise.rnMr. Horwitz shows that much of thernvitality’ of the South lies in its unyieldingrnresistance to defeat. Amid the blight ofrnfranchise restaurants and shopping centers,rnrootlessness, and homogenization,rnthe war continues to offer dignity andrngrandeur. As Mr. Horwitz discovers earlyrnon in his journey, enthusiastic bastionsrnof Southerners descended from the generationrnthat fought the War Between thernStates remain firmly entrenched inrnSouthern landscape and culture. Takingrna break from the monotony of interstaterndriving, Horwitz happens upon Salisbur)’.rnNorth Carolina, a hotbed of CivilrnWar remembrance and ancestral pride.rnIn Salisbury, Horwitz meets Ed and SuernCurtis, who introduce him to the UnitedrnDaughters of the Confederacy, the Sonsrnof Confederate Veterans, and the Childrenrnof the Confederacy. I”or the Curtises,rnthe War represents family, “knowingrnwho’s once removed and six timesrndown.” Members of these organizationsrnare, it seems, a mixed group. In the SCVrnalone, Horwitz finds a doctor, pastor,rnrose grower, gun-shop owner, state employee,rnseveral farmers, and a textilernworker. The last of these, living with hisrnsecond wife in a cramped, book-linedrntrailer surrounded by tract houses andrnstrip malls, often slips out of bed in thernmiddle of the night to read Civil War historyrnby oven light. “It’s an escape,” MikernHawkins explains. “When I’m reading, Irnfeel like I’m there, not here. And whenrn34/CHRONICLESrnrnrn