Hitchens doesn't pull any punches, and he's a brilliant stirrer. He is controversial and comes across as extremely offensive to some... but yet still, as I said, incredibly polite. The English accent helps. I'm a groupie and I'll admit it. He's great and here are some of my favourite quotes:
I will not play with the toys. Don’t bring the toys to my house. Don’t say my children must play with the toys. Enough with clerical and religious bullying and intimidation.
The four most over-rated things in life are champagne, lobster, anal sex and picnics.
(To a 'reverend' in a recent debate) "I have to say it in your presence, sir, I think that the title reverend is something people should be more concerned to live down than live up," Mr. Hitchens said.
Intelligent design? Babies are not born beautiful (says the God of the Bible), they need to be sawn a bit.
The mildest criticism of religion is also the most radical and the most devastating one. Religion is man-made. Even the men who made it cannot agree on what their prophets or redeemers or gurus actually said or did.
The Aztecs had to tear open a human chest cavity every day just to make sure that the sun would rise. Monotheists are supposed to pester their deity more times than that, perhaps, lest he be deaf.
Ethics do not require that lies be told to children by evil old men.
We find this wonderful truffle and open it and look at the chocolate and throw it away and then munch on the wrapper.
The discovery of the carcass of Jerry Falwell on the floor of an obscure office in Virginia has almost zero significance, except perhaps for two categories of the species labeled “credulous idiot.”
There is no vileness that cannot be freely uttered by a man whose name is prefaced with the word Reverend.
Like many fanatical preachers, Falwell was especially disgusting in exuding an almost sexless personality while railing from dawn to dusk about the sex lives of others. His obsession with homosexuality was on a par with his lip-smacking evocations of hellfire. From his wobbly base of opportunist fund raising and degree-mill money-spinning in Lynchburg, Va., he set out to puddle his sausage-sized fingers into the intimate arrangements of people who had done no harm. Men of this type, if they cannot persuade enough foolish people to part with their savings, usually end up raving on the street and waving placards about the coming day of judgment. But Falwell, improving on the other Chaucerian frauds from Oral Roberts to Jim Bakker to Ted Haggard, not only had a TV show of his own but was also regularly invited onto mainstream ones.
It’s a shame that there is no hell for Falwell to go to, and it’s extraordinary that not even such a scandalous career is enough to shake our dumb addiction to the “faith-based.”
You have to watch this video... The man Hitchens owns the phrase "pull no punches".