OK, so we did the outliers -- or should we call them, the out-truthers, those few and proud atheists who have read
The Truth Behind the New Atheism and have been willing to admit that yes, it is a pretty decent read.
But being something of an out-truther myself, I have to report, and I know this will shock you, that a majority of on-line reviews from writers who really dislike Christianity have given the book a decided "thumbs down."
And some of those skeptics don't like me, either. I have been wished into the belly of a long, water-dwelling South American serpent. I have been wished to hell. Often enough, along with my fellow "apologists," (not a word that much resonates with me -- I prefer titles like "cross-country skiier," "grower of succulent grapes," "John and James' Dad," even "history buff," if you will -- and in my heart of hearts, "lover of truth") -- I often hear myself called a "liar."
Yes, it is tedious. When someone starts calling you that (unless you really happen to be a liar, then one must make do), it's probably time to pull up tent stakes and find new grazing ground. That's what I did a few weeks ago when John Loftus, after years of relative civility, dropped the "l" word on me. His running dogs over at Deconstructing Christianity strain at a tattered leash, and when the big L drops the little l, it has much the same effect as Montgomery Burns saying "Loose the hounds!" You know they won't listen to reason anymore, if they ever did.
"Liar" is, for many New Atheists, a defense against genuine thinking, as is most ad hominem. If you demean a person, you don't need to really consider her arguments. A word can be a lazy man's border security system.
A couple days ago, I discovered a month-and-a-half old thread on Amazon entitled, "David Marshall and Lying for Jesus." The thread had more than 200 posts.