According to John Loftus:
“FYI: I have read several reviews of my book now. Most all of them aren't written very well at all. Two of them proceeded to argue with it chapter by chapter. A couple others went hodgepodge through it, pointing out things they liked and didn't like. But good reviews will first summarize the book”
Fine. Always happy to accommodate.
John Loftus’ book is string oft-refuted, reheated leftovers from the maggoty dumpster of infidelity, which he is attempting to serve up for the umpteenth time as something new and special by shamelessly riding on the coattails of William Lane Craig.
How’s that for a summary?
“Tell what the author is attempting to do”
Having committed spiritual suicide by jumping from the lifeboat of Christianity into the shark-invested waters of atheism, Loftus is spitefully attempting to punch holes in the lifeboat so that all his fellow passengers will share his same, sorry fate—while making a little ill-gotten gain on the side.
“Tell who would benefit the most from reading the book”
“Compare it to other books he's seen on the same topic”
A second-rate popularization of other men’s flea-bitten objections to the faith.
“And offer a generalized statement about how effective his book is in attaining his stated goals.”
“Then at that point the reviewer can speak about some specifics in the book as examples that support his generalized statement by arguing with them or supporting them.”
See my review.
“This is High School stuff here.”
If so, then we’re merely answering him at his own, sophmoric level.