|   After you have written books attacking Henry  Kissinger and Mother Teresa, what is left, really, but to write a book attacking  God—or rather, since God does not exist, attacking all who believe in God? So  Christopher Hitchens, the brilliant bad boy of Anglo-American high-culture  journalism, must have concluded. |  |   |  |    |  |    | God Is Not Great: How Religion Poisons  Everything |   | by Christopher Hitchens |   | Twelve, 288 pp., $24.99 |   |  |   | In olden times, Hitchens contends, there were  excuses for being religious, but arguments from the order of the universe to the  existence of God collapse in the light of modern science. |   |  |   | 
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 Though now an American, Hitchens still  writes in the best tradition of British polemic—clever, vicious and very funny.  No sense of political correctness, moreover, restrains him: Christianity,  Judaism, Islam, Buddhism—you name it; they are all stupid, and all  dangerous.
 
 In olden times, he argues, when ignorance abounded, there were  excuses for being religious: "The scholastic obsessives of the Middle Ages were  doing the best they could on the basis of hopelessly limited information." But  now science has provided us with correct ways of understanding the world, and  thus "religion spoke its last intelligible or noble or inspiring words a long  time ago." Arguments from the order of the universe to the existence of God  collapse in the light of modern science. Appeals to revelation are absurd once  we know that there are many different purported revelations.
 
 Judaism,  Hitchens writes, rests on an ancient text whose barbaric laws and false history  far outweigh its "occasional lapidary phrases." Also, "the 'new' testament  exceeds the evil of the 'old' one." Jesus probably did not exist, and the center  of his story is in any event appalling: "I am told of a human sacrifice that  took place two thousand years ago, without my wishing it and in circumstances so  ghastly that, had I been present and in possession of any influence, I would  have been duty-bound to try and stop it. In consequence of this murder, my own  manifold sins are forgiven me, and I may hope to enjoy everlasting  life."
 
 Islam, he continues, is a fraudulent mixture of bits of Judaism  and Christianity. Hinduism has done India terrible harm. The British were about  to grant the country independence anyway, but Gandhi turned what could have been  a healthy secular movement toward a modern state into a disastrous attempt to  return to the values and customs of the ancient Indian village. Buddhism fries  the brain: "The search for nirvana, and the dissolution of the intellect, goes  on. And whenever it is tried, it produces a Kool-Aid effect in the real  world."
 
 Hitchens insists that religions are not just silly but also  dangerous. Jews, Christians and Muslims are always fighting on behalf of their  faiths. Sri Lanka is torn apart by Hindu-Buddhist violence. Your own religious  neighbors may seem friendly enough, but do not trust them: "Many religions now  come before us with ingratiating smirks and outspread hands, . . . competing as  they do in a marketplace. But we have a right to remember how barbarically they  behaved when they were strong." And do not think those days are over: "As I  write these words, and as you read them, people of faith are in their different  ways planning your and my destruction." Religion poisons everything.
 
 To  be sure, religious folks do good as well as evil. Hitchens particularly admires  Martin Luther King Jr. But at the core of what King taught, Hitchens maintains,  were simple human values; King expressed them in Baptist sermons because that  was the language shared by the people with whom he was communicating. On the  other side of the ledger, Hitchens admits that nonreligious regimes, like  Stalin's and Pol Pot's, can do terrible things. But they do so only to the  extent that they become quasi-religions, with sacred texts, absolute authorities  and measures for condemning heretics. "Totalitarian systems, whatever outward  form they may take, are fundamentalist and, as we would now say,  'faith-based.'"
 
 It would be hard to find the standard arguments against  religion presented in livelier form than they are in God Is Not Great.  The book reads quickly, and even for most religious people grunts of annoyance  will be balanced by regular laughter. Hitchens has not forged such a successful  career without knowing how to entertain. Nevertheless, this is a flawed and  frustrating book.
 
 First—how to say this politely?—it is full of mistakes.  George Miller, we are told (actually it was William Miller), founded a new sect  in upstate New York in the 1840s, but the group soon disappeared. More than 20  million Seventh-day Adventists will be surprised to hear it. Hitchens reports in  an excited tone, "One of Professor Barton Ehrman's most astonishing findings is  that the account of Jesus' resurrection in the Gospel of Mark was only added  many years later." Well, it is Bart rather than Barton (names are not Hitchens's  strong point), and scholars generally recognized long before Ehrman was born  that the ending of Mark is a later addition.
 
 T. S. Eliot was an Anglican  rather than a Roman Catholic. The Talmud is not "the holy book in the longest  continuous use." Solipsists are people who doubt the existence of a world  outside themselves, not people who are ethically self-centered. The ontological  argument is not even close to the silly syllogism described on page 265.  Hitchens writes that it is "often said that Islam differs from other monotheisms  in not having had a 'reformation,'" then he goes on to correct that claim. But  sure enough, 11 pages earlier he himself had said, "Only in Islam has there been  no reformation."
 
 And so on and so on.
 
 The errors are particularly  disturbing because so much of Hitchens's argument rests on statements that the  Catholic Church teaches such and such, the archbishop of Canterbury said this,  Muslims believe that. Most of these claims are simply unsupported assertions;  when no sources are cited, one cannot help wondering if someone so sloppy with  his facts might make up some of his quotations as well.
 
 The second  frustration of reading this book, at least for a theologian, is that its author  seems not to have read any modern theology, or even to know that it exists. He  does cite C. S. Lewis a few times and mentions Bonhoeffer with respect (implying  that Bonhoeffer had stopped believing in God by the end), but in general his  sources for contemporary Christianity are Pat Robertson, Billy Graham and Tim  LaHaye. Of Barth or Tillich or Rahner—or their equivalents in other religious  traditions—he has not a clue. When Hitchens wants to discuss modern  interpretations of the Bible, he turns to Mel Gibson (really!).
 
 Suppose I  watched Bill Nye the Science Guy on TV, read the first three Web sites  that popped up when I Googled "quantum mechanics," talked to the junior high  science teacher who lives down the street, and then wrote a book about how  superficial contemporary physics has become. Readers might reasonably protest  that I should have read or interviewed some of today's leading physicists before  jumping to such a conclusion.
 
 Similarly, when Hitchens dramatically  announces that parts of the Bible are not literally true, one wants to say that  Origen figured that out and decided what to do about it roughly 1,800 years ago.  Many theologians are thinking in interesting ways about the relation of science  and faith. Thoughtful historians try to sort out how much of the inspiration of  "religious warfare" has actually come from religion, and how often religion has  just been the excuse for people who wanted to fight anyway.
 
 I do not mean  that there are always clear answers to the issues Hitchens raises, much less  that the religious side would always win the debate. My point is simply that  among serious people writing about these matters, the argument has often  advanced a good many steps beyond where Hitchens is fighting it—so however good  his basic questions are, and however enjoyable his style, it is hard to take his  contribution to the conversation seriously.
 
 So here is a puzzle. When I  went to buy this book, the first bookstore was sold out, and the second had a  rack of God Is Not Great surpassed only by the stacks of Harry  Potter. No doubt good writing deserves readership, and Hitchens can  certainly write. In the age of talk radio and Fox News, the complaint that he  often gets his facts wrong may be an old-fashioned objection. But something  more, I think, is at stake. Similar books by Daniel Dennett, Richard Dawkins and  Sam Harris are selling nearly as well.
 
 Many Americans today are scared of  religion. Radical Islamic terrorists threaten the safety of major cities. George  W. Bush assures us that God has led him to his Iraq policy. The local schools,  under pressure, avoid teaching evolution. The Catholic archdiocese of Los  Angeles is selling off property to pay victims of priestly sexual abuse. One  trembles to think that many people get their picture of faith from the  "Christian channels" on television. No wonder religion has, in many quarters, a  bad reputation.
 
 I think many of us—I do not mean just trained  theologians, but ordinary folks in churches, mosques and synagogues as well—have  found ways to be religious without being either stupid or homicidal. We are, as  the cover of the Christian Century puts it, "thinking critically, living  faithfully." Not enough of our nonreligious neighbors know enough about what we  believe. We need to speak up.
 
 Repeatedly Hitchens cites some horrible  thing that some religious folks did or said and then notes that mainstream  religious leaders did not criticize it. Although I do not always trust his  claims, I suspect that in this case he is at least partly right. Too many of us  have been too reluctant to denounce religious lunatics, and because of our  reluctance we risk arousing the suspicion that we are partly on their  side.
 
 Hitchens ends his book with an appeal to his readers to "escape the  gnarled hands which reach out to drag us back to the catacombs and the reeking  altars, . . . to know the enemy, and to prepare to fight it." Shouldn't one of  the lessons of this book have been that comfortable intellectuals should be more  careful of using words like fight? Fundamentalists of one sort or  another, after all, urge their followers to fight the evils of secularism and  atheism. As the battle lines are drawn between the two extremes, it seems to me  that folks like those who read the Christian Century need to put aside our  obsessively good manners and shout, "Hey! Those aren't the only alternatives!  We're here too!"
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