Fundamentalism is very controlling, but sometimes just out of sheer ignorance--when I learned to read, I was an insatiable reader. I read anything left in my reach, so I read a lot--no one stopped me; the problem though was that there was nothing to reach for. I do remember there was a book by John Ruskin on my fundamentalist grandparents' shelves. My non-religious grandparent had a whole room of books, but I was not allowed in there. Too bad. It was a nice sunny room with a view.