I never understood the attraction of Richard Dawkins – from the two books of his I read, it just seemed like he took one idea and beat you over the head with it for hundreds of pages. Granted, it was a good idea, but I found him a crude thinker. But friends of mine – some of the only friends I have who actually read – kept giving me his books and telling me how great he was.
When his book on religion came out, I wasn’t surprised. All of his worst faults were on display. Yet some of the same friends rushed to defend it.
Here’s a critique of the book by Terry Eagelton. He’s as much of an atheist as Dawkins but a far more interesting mind. From my favorite publication, The London Review of Books.