American peace writers, editors, and periodicals Book

Well, I loved this book when it focused on actual cases and forensics. I HATED this book when Maples went off on tangents about how brilliant, smart and better than everyone else he was. His arrogance is grating, and I recognize his importance and contributions to the field of forensic anthropology, but you don't have to be so goddamn full of yourself. And if I hear another old-man-forensic-slash-biological-anthropologist brag about how much food he can eat while being surrounded by grisly putrid remains OR about how shocked people are when he pops a bit of human bone into his mouth to check for consistency, I think I will scream. It's old news, guys. Also, I did not appreciate the subtle sexism at play. I am not even sure that Maples himself was even aware that he being sexist, so I tried not to hold it against him, but it was very annoying.
Anyway, not sure how to grade this one. Probably four stars when the content focused on bones and dead people. One or two otherwise...