Charlotte Allen dissects the crashing boredom of the New Atheist subculture. Okay, we get it. You don’t believe in God. In fact, you hate him. Duly noted. Can we talk about something else now?
Evangelical atheism is thrilling for about five minutes. But there’s only so many ways you can blaspheme before you start sounding like a johnny one note. When people discover you have nothing else to say, you start losing them.