Where do you people live? Do you go so far out of your way to stay in a safe little 'nice mummies' bubble that you never see people doing things differently?
I have a really big mix of friends, and I think some of the choices they make are, frankly, bizarre, but it doesn't mean they're damaging their children.
They aren't cakes, and following the Good Mummy Recipe sometimes (and dare I say often?) doesn't work. I read to Ds1 proactively. The way he behaves, you'd think he was raised by terrorists, and he does it all with a delighted grin on his face. Ds2, I didn't read to anywhere near so much, because with Ds1 around, I didn't have time. He, although an active and occasionally defiant little boy, is perfectly normal for four.
I was NEVER read to, my mother hated reading to me because I was an insomniac, so she taught me to read at 3, and I was a free reader by the age of 6. She didn't ever read with me. She baked with me, she walked with me, she sang with me, she coloured with me, she made papier mache with me (and oh how I loved that day) but reading - I sorted that out myself, like wiping my own bum.
In fact, I'm sure she viewed it like potty training - something to be taught and then left private!