So, I went to go see the Christopher Hitchens “God Is Not Great” debate, which was made extra special by the surprise appearance of the Rev. Al Sharpton as the man on the other side of the table. Full disclosure, I’m an agnostic who is basically an atheist (I mean, you can’t deny that the theists have you on a technicality: you can’t prove that God doesn’t exist any more than you can prove that an invisible, all-knowing Joe Garagiola supervises every child’s thoughts until age seven). That said, the debate was a crashing bore.
As usual, Hitchens was a rude, smug prick who made Al Sharpton look like a prince. Hitchens would concede that he had mistakenly named his book “God Is Not Great” because he couldn’t reasonably connect the hideous behavior of the religious and the existence of a God. Sharpton really seemed to be getting at the fact that Hitchens had named his book deliberately to cause outrage without being able to substantiate that particular point.
Interestingly, Sharpton didn’t bother to defend the bible at all. At ALL. This is a reverend; shouldn’t he be defending scripture? Further, he also said that faith is personal and no one’s business . . . that it shouldn’t be inflicted on someone against their will, nor should someone be forced not to practice. He really came off as a “do unto others” kinda guy. Hitchens, on the other hand, came off like a twat.
Well, whatever, this is why the debate wasn’t much on the way of substance and ended up being boring. As usual, the nutjobs came out of nut jar and asked all sorts of inane questions — or simply agreed with what Hitchens had said. My suggestion for the future is that we no longer talk about God at all.
xo,
Fox
TIP: After all that God crap, we moved onto Hallo Berlin on 44th and 10th. This place serves the best sausage and beer, period. It also has the decor of a frat house basement, so beware; this is for people who are going steady, ONLY. I strongly suggest going there, if not with a date, then by yourself.
