The debate about atheism, secularism and religion, skepticism and faith, sense and nonsense, truth, bullshit and lies is not a happy touchy-feely love-in, it's not a mutual admiration society. It's hard ball, real life, a lives-are-hanging-in-the-balance discussion about the future of humanity. If you think my work is rancorous and venomous, then get over yourself. This is not a rarefied abstract discussion at the highest level of ivory-tower academia. (And if you think even that sort discussion is without rancor and venom, you don't know how to read between the lines.)
Yes, I call people — even some atheists — dumb, stupid, retards, fucktards, theistards, cretinists, morons, fools and idiots. Awww, po' babies. Sticks and stones, eh?
Let's talk about what I don't do. I don't torture and kill gay people. I don't throw acid in women's faces. I don't torture prisoners of war. I don't suspend habeus corpus or imprison American citizens without trial. I don't call for riots in Denver. I don't sanction, suborn or advocate assassination, terrorism or the murder of my ideological opponents. I don't believe in eternal damnation, predestination, or the moral justice of natural disasters. I don't blame civil libertians, feminists, homosexuals and abortion rights supporters for terrorist attacks. I don't picket veterans' funerals. I don't advocate genocide, incest, rape, slavery, the death penalty for breaking the sabbath, jihad, hijab, hand- and head-chopping, or uterine servitude.
Yeah, compared to a lot of atheists and lets-hold-hands-and-sing-Kumbaya why-can't-we-all-just-get-along liberals, I'm a gigantic asshole. But compared to an enormous portion of the religious, I'm the model of grandfatherly kindness. Thank your lucky stars that at the end of the day I'm on your side.