The Bible is a bad book. The people who read it are morons who drool on their shoes, wear mismatched socks, can't make up their minds on anything, think that throat lozenges are gourmet food, and stare at cans of frozen orange juice because they say "concentrate" on them. People who like the Bible are called Christians, and there are three kinds: those who can count and those who can't. Christian apologists are nothing but Amway salesmen with brylcreem in their hair.(1) They couldn't argue their way out of a paper bag or find their own behinds with two hands, a road map, a compass, a homing beacon, and directions halfway there. These "Christians" fool us by walking upright. They really belong in the zoo. Their lack of intelligence is due to cerebral fluid drainage.(2) I do not claim to have proved this. It is just the way of things as I have come to see it. If you happen to be a Christian, you will find out for yourself sooner or later if the shoe fits. Then you will be happy, well-adjusted, friendly and courteous like I am.(3)
In this chapter of ETDAV, McDowell seems to believe that merely telling us how the Bible was prepared will make us think that the Bible is the Word of God, or that reading it will cure cancer and foot fungus. This is simply sloppy scholarship. No one in their right mind believes this. (4) Frankly, McDowell and all Christians should learn that wisdom is divided into two parts: (a), having a great deal to say, and (b), not saying it. They should keep their sayings inside church doors, where they belong. And, McDowell is so full of hot air that if he were President, when he would have his fireside chats, he would put the fire out.(5)