I don't have the book to which you are referring, but I remember something that my dad used to say, in the most disgusted and judgemental tone he could muster, whenever he wanted to guilt me into behaving the way he wanted: "And you call yourself a Jehovah's Witness!"
He actually did it a couple of times directed at other JWs too - but not where they could hear him. I remember he muttered it when someone cut him off and took a parking space he'd been waiting for at a District Convention™.
And then there were the "reminders" about Dinah going down to Shechem and getting raped when Worldly™ boys called the house for me. Or the paranoia they induced about Worldly™ kids and how they were going to force me to use drugs and have sex, as I was preparing to start high school. I was so distraught that I cried myself to sleep in terror the night before my first day in high school.
And then there were the stupid Theocratic™ "poems" about associating with/marrying non-JWs. And the threats that they wouldn't come to (or finance) my wedding if I married a non-JW. The current standoff involves me not being allowed to see the children of my JW sibling.
With all that ongoing colossal mindfarking happening, in retrospect I really can't understand why I even wanted to maintain a relationship with my JW family members.