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Go read Robin Meyers' latest book, you'll be glad you did

Oklahoma minister Dr. Robin Meyers is sure to make people mad with this book, Why the Christian Right is Wrong.

But somehow, I don’t think that will bother him.

Meyers, a progressive Oklahoma minister, lays out his issues and his criticisms of the Christian Right in his latest work — and it’s a tough, critical look.

Based on a speech given at a peace rally on the University of Oklahoma campus, Meyers books gives the reader an unvarnished, unapologetic critique of the “moral values” of the Christian right.

Written in a spunky, almost H.L. Menken style, Meyers isn’t big on hypocrisy.

He’s mad.

He’s passionate.

He’s indignant.

And he wants to make sure you understand exactly what he’s believes.

“Granted, thinking is hard work, and thinking about moral and ethical issues is particularly hard work,” he writes. “Although the phrase ‘situational ethics’ rolls off the tongue of the Christian Right with disdain, the fact is there is no other kind. Jesus proved this when he forgave the woman caught in adultery.”

Reading Meyers’ book, I’m amazed by his insight and his courage. And while I’m sure he’s received his share of hate mail for this work, I do believe he wrote something which needed to be said.

Each of us, on this journey from one plain to the other, are simply trying to get along.

But many would seek to make their issues and their beliefs the single repository for all human existence.

Thankfully, Meyers exposes this.

Just about 200 pages long, Why the Christian Right is Wrong is a book every student of Oklahoma — and for that matter, national — politics should have.

Granted, it could make some furious.

But, hopefully, it will also make them think.

And that’s a good thing.

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