I confess to never having heard of Stephen Fry until this week. He apparently is a hero to many atheists. Apparently.
What follows has given many an atheist what might accurately be described as multiple orgasms:
Thankfully, one doesn't have to go far to find a rebuttal.
Here's but an excerpt:
Imagine that one page of Tolkien’s Lord of the Rings was torn away and allowed to drift on the wind. Imagine further that that page became, in the course of several months, further ripped and tattered so that only one paragraph of it remained legible. And finally imagine that someone who had never heard of Tolkien’s rich and multi-layered story came, by chance, upon that single paragraph. Would it not be the height of arrogance and presumption for that person to declare that those words made not a lick of sense? Would it not be akin to someone, utterly ignorant of higher mathematics, declaring that a complex algebraic formula, coherent in itself but opaque to him, is nothing but gibberish? Given our impossibly narrow point of view, how could any of us ever presume to pronounce on the “meaninglessness” of what happens in the world?
Of course Fr. Barron has more.
I call what the good Padre has done here a smackdown.
A well deserved one.