From a review in The New Yorker of recent books on the dangers of religion:
And now there is “God Is Not Great: How Religion Poisons Everything,” by Christopher Hitchens, which is both the most articulate and the angriest of the lot. Hitchens is a British-born writer who lives in Washington, D.C., and is a columnist for Vanity Fair and Slate. He thrives at the lectern, where his powers of rhetoric and recall enable him to entertain an audience, go too far, and almost get away with it. These gifts are amply reflected in “God Is Not Great.”
Hitchens is nothing if not provocative. Creationists are “yokels,” Pascal’s theology is “not far short of sordid,” the reasoning of the Christian writer C. S. Lewis is “so pathetic as to defy description,” Calvin was a “sadist and torturer and killer,” Buddhist sayings are “almost too easy to parody,” most Eastern spiritual discourse is “not even wrong,” Islam is “a rather obvious and ill-arranged set of plagiarisms,” Hanukkah is a “vapid and annoying holiday,” and the psalmist King David was an “unscrupulous bandit.”
hitchens — a longterm cheerleader for the current imperialist invasion– is regretable proof that atheism is no guarantee nor touchstone of intelligence. he has been savaged regularly by alexander cockburn– a sharper wit– whose sensitive radar detected quite early hitchens’ predilection for for retrograde politics.