How Tim Challies stays employed is utterly beyond my understanding because he writes more stuff pretty much for free than ought to be legal, let alone moral.
And I’ll be honest: I like Tim personally but I find a lot of his blogging a little dry. But I saw him undertaking a project over at the Gospel Coalition (can I say that here?) called “10 million words” in which he is going to spend a year understanding pop culture by reviewing the NYT Best Seller list for a year, and I was somewhat intrigued.
And then I saw this:
It is a rare occasion that I find it difficult to point out any redeeming features in a book–when I struggle to find a single positive to write in a review. Unfortunately Karen Armstrong’s The Case for God is one of those books–one that is so monstrously bad, so hopelessly awful, so wretchedly miserable, that it took concerted effort just to finish it. Heck, even the cover stinks–a pile of religiously-significant books hovering at a strange angle over a plain background. I tell you what: I will concede the font. The book is set in Granjon, a very nice, classical font that is very consistent with the earliest Garamond type faces. It is classy and classical but without being antique. But that is as good as the book gets.Welcome to the party, Challies. That’s fantastic.
Carry on.
