Scathing Book Reviews of The Purpose Driven Life, by Rick Warren

If you’re like me, the first time you heard of The Purpose Driven Life by Rick Warren was during that hostage situation where the woman shared the book with her captor, eventually resulting in him releasing her.  Later on, we found out that she also shared some Meth with the guy.  I think Jesus had another Rock in mind when he founded his Church, but the Lord does indeed work in mysterious ways… 

Anyway, what with the hoopla over the “pre-debate” at Saddleback Church, it seems like Rick Warren is quickly becoming “America’s Most Famous Protestant Pastor”, so maybe the worth is worth a look.  Life is awfully complicated, and most of us could use some advice on how to best live it.  However, these Scathing Book Reviews of The Purpose Driven Life say the book is beyond saving:  

Please Lord, stop the endless flow of Purpose Drivel© merchandise. This is NOT about honoring you, it’s about making Rick Warren rich. Warren is to mass marketing what Tammy Fae was to makeup.

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The modern professional who has no time for deep thinking wants a streamlined road to heaven and Rick Warren delivers. In place of commandments, sin, redemption and the cross there are business motivational lectures.

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After reading this book, I had had a strong urge to find another religion. Something has got to be wrong with that.

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I don’t recall anything in the book being ouright heretical. That is about the highest compliment I can pay Mr. Warren’s work.

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The book itself is smug, dictatorial and frankly dodgy in some of its use of scripture. For example, to illustrate a point, we are given a quote from Job 5:2 – a quote from the mouth of Eliphaz – one of Job’s inept counsellors!

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Great book if you’re looking for a way to give up responsibility for your life and your choices. I can’t quite decide if it is hopelessly misguided, or frighteningly maniuplative.

…and the Devil is in the Details:

I don’t know why anyone is surprised that this book has major flaws when Zondervan’s parent company, Harper Collins publishes the Satanic bible.

…and this reviewers says just go to the Source:

If you are searching for meaning for your life, read the Bible instead

Scathing Book Reviews of I Hope They Serve Beer In Hell, by Tucker Max

I Hope They Serve Beer in Hell by Tucker Max is a book I’m not planning to read.  Why?  Well, if you’re familiar with the Tucker Max Blog, you don’t need more of the same on dead trees, and further, I already know enough Assholes, and have acted similiarly on enough occassions, to read about adventures in Assholery. 

It’s interesting that some people are able to make careers from a public persona of being an Asshole.  For all I know, Tucker Max may in his “real” life be a good guy.  But when he’s “working” or at least writing about what supposedly has happened, his job is to be an Asshole.  I know of at least one person who got into the Tucker Max blog a few years back, and his characterization of her was fairly spot on, so I guess at least some of the time he’s telling the truth and not making it up for his blog. 

Being an Asshole at bars and public places is fun enough for awhile, but I hope for his sake he slows down one day and contains his Asshole behavior to his neighbors and in-laws.  The Scathing Book Reviews of I Hope They Serve Beer in Hell seem to wish Tucker Max would stick the book up his – oh you know what I mean:

 

I’m ashamed I even spent money on this junk. The only redeeming quality was that no one I knew saw me reading it on the airplane.

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Tucker Max is like Van Wilder: completely unentertaining and hasn’t figured out that what’s really cool when you’re 20 becomes really pathetic when you’re 30.

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Anyone that would think this book is cute or funny should probably have a character assessment

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If you’re more than a year out of community college, don’t bother.

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The book is a lot like a drunk person…entertaining for a few minutes, then just annoying.

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A shallow shell of a human being, Tucker will appeal to 15-23 yr olds with low critical thinking ability. If you like to read books, be sure you will not like this one.

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Anyone buying this book knowing what it is about is a lunatic.

…and while this may be good advice, I don’t think anyone thinking of buying the book would make use of it:

If you want funny, Rabelaisian humour, try Jim Goad instead.

Scathing Book Reviews of God is Not Great, by Christopher Hitchens

God is Not Great by Christopher Hitchens is the kind of book that a person can write only when you are so inexperienced in life and judgement to think you know everything, or old enough to have seen too much. I say that with all sincerity, as anyone that has experienced the inevitable tragedies that come with life have ample cause to doubt the existence of God, or at least to believe that while He exists, He doesn’t care.

Lots of people are angry at Hitchens for writing the Book, but none less angry, I’ll wager, than Sam Harriswho probably sent Hitchens a note saying “Who asked you to jump on my bandwagon, pal?” If you ask me, writing a book titled “God is Not Great” seems to be like a dare. I imagine when Hitchens titled the book he at least half thought “That’ll get the Old &$^@{! to show Himself“.

So what’s in the book? Nothing new, frankly. “The Old Testament isn’t Historically Accurate. ” No kidding. “Life Sucks and God doesn’t solve all earthly problems.” Not a revelation. “Science now shows that…” Science can’t measure what it can’t see. “Religous people do bad things.” We know that.

I like Hitchens, but let’s face it, this book is more like an honest man’s anger at God’s lack of visible presence and the distortions of organized religion than anything new. Logically, you can’t answer all of his questions, but life isn’t always logical. Anyway, these Scathing Book Reviews of God is Not Great think the book is just hellish:

If “God Is Not Great” is the best argument for atheism, it’s no wonder that so many believe.

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I believe that this book is a great example of that Great American Disease; I AM AN EXPERT ON EVERYTHING. This book was a waste of the authors time, don’t make it a waste of yours.

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Would have rated it “5 Steaming Piles,” but that wasn’t an option. Hitchens has become completely unhitched. Christopher is truly a zealot without an anchor… By all means, buy this book; it makes a great doorstop and conversation piece.

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Welcome to the animal farm. The barnyard animals have finally taken over the farmhouse from those awful farmers, but now the pigs are dressing up like people and acting just as bad! Its humorous to see the “new atheists” embrace the same rigidity, anger, and strident dismissal of any disagreement that they find (rightly so) disturbing in religion.

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The book should be re-titled, “God Is Not Great, But Christopher Hitchens Is!!!”. From what I have seen of Hitchens on C-SPAN and various TV talk shows, I would say that he embodies the worst of the personality traits of adherents that have tainted organized religion throughout history: a pompous sense of self-certainty about everything, an absolute black & white view of morality, a strong tendency to label common human failings as pure evil, a propensity to demonize & vilify persons with whom he differs (e.g., Clinton, Kissinger, Mother Teresa), a dogmatic confidence in his own grasp of empirical data and ethical inferences therefrom.

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Dude, God exists! How can this guy even say she doesn’t? He drinks alot and has a puffy nose. I hear Jesus talking to me every day, so he must be wrong.

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I expected reasoned argument from an intellectual. Instead, what I received were half-arguments and half-truths from a half-wit.
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You think by writing this garbage he’s going to change thousands of years of religion. Sounds full of himself to me! Have fun in Hell!

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Another book written by an author who knows absolutely nothing about the subject he writes about!! Followed by reviews from people who know less than the author!

…and a review title that must irk the BeJesus out of Hitchens:

The Sean Hannity of Atheists

Scathing Book Reviews of Audition: A Memoir, by Barbara Walters

Audition: A Memoir by Barbara Walters is one of those that gets talk-talk-talked about but no one I know has read it, or is likely to. Why the talk? Well Babs has been around for awhile (The Baba-WaWa thing still has legs, though I never quite got it – she must’ve had speech therapy by the time I actually saw her on TV) and she has a talk show, ABC to still polish her star, and wide and deep industry connections. Then there was that revelation of an affair – nice PR spin there, if not so nice to the guy’s family.

Why hasn’t anyone I know read it? Well, while I’m not young, I ain’t old either, and let’s get something straight – she’s elderly. Vibrant? Sure. But old. To Baby Boomers, she was probably a major influence as one of the first prominent female reporters, but to me, she was the co-host of 20/20, where she had Hugh Downs around to make her look younger.

Anyway, for these reviewers, this Audition by Barbara Walters fails:

She believes her life is far more interesting than I find it to be. Not to mention the fact that if you have heard all her never-ending press interviews etc., you already know everything in the book.

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Barbara, you are not fooling anyone with all the facelifts and the skinny jeans on the View. We can tell you are an old lady.

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She should not have written this book but her ego forced her to. How sad she had to end her brilliant career in such a manner. Sad, sad, sad.

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If you like Barbara Walters and want to continue to like her; DO NOT READ this book. If I could have selected zero stars, I would have.

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Wow! Why is the most interesting thing in Barbara’s life her sex life with a black man. Who else did she sleep with to get ahead? Why did she not reveal this? What role did affirmative action play?

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How this self-aggrandizing ‘legend’ can consider herself a legitimate journalist (sorry–you can’t be both Rona Barrett AND Walter Cronkite) in light of the decades of questionable situational ethics she recounts here is anyone’s guess.

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Barbara Walters should have been a politician. The careful way she says one thing, but infers other things, is a study in political correctness combined with mud slinging.

…and this review of Audition by Barbara Walters gets points because it has none – neither in punctuation or meaning, from what I can tell. Even better, someone replied and said “Learn to use punctuation, and then write a revue.” (sic!):

So about Barbara and her book coming out why write about marriages and just write a little about her background and about her career and not to meson about these three men she was married to just write quick Biography about her and her story and her career and forget all the murmuring and write a little about her sister and Parents and Grand Parent’s and so forth and drop it I think it would been a better book for Barbara and her self and not to put all the joke an it and forget it and the view is so silly that why not turn it an something else then having shooting with Rose O’Donnell and the rest of them and just keep it simple and interview people and just keep it simple for get all the shooting and the joke and silly to talk over each other and nothing is wrong with Elizabeth she has her opine like we all have with the Barbara interview she just ask questions and didn’t intercrop any one or made it bad so I don’t see any thing with Elizabeth why they just have a topic and interview people that has written a book or done a music CD or some Organization or someone that could give a program make it more interesting to view’s and for them Interview someone from a Organization that dose good an the community or some one is interesting then sent around a table and talking it doesn’t make bunch since to sent around the table and talk then not to interview people that have a interest.

Celebrity Detox, by Rosie O’Donnell

Even before you open the book, Celebrity Detox by Rosie O’Donnell your review for it is probably half-written. Rosie O’Donnell, formerly the “Queen of Nice” suffered a media backlash of biblical proportions. To her credit, rather than fighting the new media image she seemed to use it as an opportunity to reinvent her public image, allowing her to sustain her celebrity, rather than to fade. I’m not a Rosie hater, but I’m not a fan either. I’m more of a “Rosie Ignorer”, but you can’t ignore these scathing reviews:

Don’t buy this book. In fact, if you e-mail me, I’ll send you mine free.

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Amateurish and vindictive, this is a disgustingly shallow wallow in the same sty of celebrity self-indulgence that O’Donnell professes to detest.

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I AM SORRY BUT I THINK SHE NEEDS MENTAL HELP. I MEAN THAT IN A GOOD WAY.

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It reads like some self-published, unedited Kinko kind of book one produces alone.

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At one point, Rosie takes the entirety of America to task for the death of Anna Nicole Smith. . . because none of us stepped up to the plate and knocked some sense into her head! Too late to do anything about that (and Anna probably wouldn’t have taken my call anyway) so I’ll do the next best thing. Earth to Rosie: “Seek help immediately!

…and this reviewer, who found the book “colorful”, in a way:

She writes a lot about the ‘yellow’ things in her life; the things that make her happy and are positive forces…