A. N. Wilson does an admirable job in his critical review of Alice Roberts' Domination, and yet…

Will there ever be a day when the first person plural of elite academic scholarship doesn’t presume enlightened secularist unbelief? “They,” “back then,” believed things that seem to nonsense to “us,” “here and now.” What makes you so sure? And what fraction of humanity today are you speaking on behalf of?

Also: Surely Wilson knows that Jesus was a celibate wonder-working exorcist. It wasn’t the desert fathers centuries later who invented ascetic extremes…