Yet Christopher Hitchens just has to emulate the flickers of the fading candle, with his sparkles outdone by the dimming of want of faith. Here he shows us all a facet of the foolishness feeble faith fosters. With Terri facts, poor Christopher is made the dummie. Christopher counts the ways. Christopher, may we count the ways, too, on how wrong you are? Or why not spare us that embarrassing glimpse and end this last long weekend with a hot dog and a soda, like US?
Perhaps fact is the four letter f--- word in your vocabulary.
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How do I dislike President George W. Bush? Let me count the ways. Most of them have to do with his contented assumption that "faith" is, in and of itself, a virtue.
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It also explains the unforgivable intervention that Bush made into the private life of the Schiavo family: leaving his Texas ranch to try to keep "alive" a woman whose autopsy showed that her brain had melted to below flatline a long time before.
Christopher Hitchens: Apocalypse perhaps, but Vietnam it ain't
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