By Backroom standards, this is a terribly nice debate. We should serve tea and crumpets, it's so nice. We're probably sitting on wicker furniture, watching people play croquet in summer whites while servants bring us mint juleps. That's the kind of nice I'm talking about.

The overriding point I'm trying to make, Zain, is that fundamentalism is a slippery slope. It's very comforting to say, "I have God's will right here and nobody can tell me otherwise," but that way madness lies. And I really doubt that it's pleasing to God.