God is Not Great.
Finally got round to reading this following Hitchen's death last week. A very comprehensive study of what seems like the entire history of faith, from prehistoric, ancient Greek and Roman, through to Mormons and cargo cults, it unsurprisingly provides a complete annihilation of the subject.
It's doubtful he will ever be read by anyone other than the already converted, which is a shame, since I expect he knew more about religion than most biblical scholars. Of course, he doesn't shy away from recounting the many horrors carried out in the name of religion, but he is always clear to differentiate between the understandable mistakes of pre-enlightenment ignorance and the more damaging and murderous proclamations, actions and lies of its more modern leaders.
Ultimately the book has left me feeling very depressed. Depressed that such a scholarly, well-researched and persuasive achievement will mostly only be read by those who just want to reaffirm their own opinions/prejudices/arrogance (delete as applicable); depressed that Hitch's more questionable political views have coloured public opinion of him so that his work is not given the value it truly deserves; and therefore depressed that because of his confrontational personality, those that continue to promote faith over reason will now find him easy to ignore, and easier still to dismiss as a miserable, arrogant grouch. He may have been all of these in various measures, but he was so much more.
I’m also depressed on a personal note that I allowed my own offspring to be brainwashed into one of these evil, tawdry superstitions, and that I am prevented by my own love for their mother ( and for them) from even attempting to discuss the subject with them. Yes, I know that on balance it's not life-shattering, and I should be grateful for what I do have, but I feel I have failed them.
OK folks, just ignore me; I need to move on, and find something else to be depressed about instead. Oh look, it’s Christmas!
The drug purportedly affected an area of the brain called "Shatner's Bassoon"
I used to think that the brain was the most wonderful organ in my body. Then I realized who was telling me this.http://s267.photobucket.com/albums/ii297/h2g230/