"That Might be the Death of Me"

So I've been reading a book lately that has had my mind in a turmoil: "god is not Great: How Religion Poisons Everything" by Christopher Hitchins.

DISCLAIMER: I'm on chapter 10 of 19, & this is only the first read, anything I write at this point is first-blush impression only. :)

Hitchins raises many fascinating and valid points, and has challenged me to delve further into the research that has been laying all too dormant of late. However, I find his style of writing to be... rather irritating.

First, let me confess. Part of my irritation may be due to the comment on one of my favorite authors of all time & someone I consider a mentor to my writing, C. S. Lewis. Pg. 7 states "some religious apology... is dreary and absurd--here one cannot avoid naming C. S. Lewis." So, I may be biased. I shall try to remember this & give the benefit of the doubt. No one likes having their heroes called absurd, even in less blatant terms than that. But I'll get over it. ;)

All the same, it was rather disconcerting to realize while I was reading today that part of my discomfort was due to the not-so-subtle message Hitchins has been sending that anyone who still believes in God is ignorant & unintelligent. Not that Christian's haven't been just as guilty of this transgression as Hitchins, but I don't really respect them either. If a writer of philosophy wants my respect, persuade me without insulting me. Apparently Hitchins doesn't consider this method worthwhile, which is regrettable. I would find his arguments far easier to focus on if I wasn't constantly made aware of the fact that he considers myself to be a backwards non-intellect.

But, before I write more on this, more reading is necessary. I dislike making hasty judgments, so I'll stop here.

In other news: my dog looks like she's been gnawed on by rats--at least, as far as her coat of fur goes. My folks took the scissors to her on Saturday & cut off all her mattes--which left very little. While I was at school no one seemed to think of brushing the poor thing, & there was no point to me doing so once I got back--the damage was already done. But now we're starting again!

Poor dog. :)

Also, who's looking forward to no more political ads!! Me! :) Happy election, all!