I'm there with you. Somewhere along the way we turned this wonderful collection of stories into a weapon. I remember an incident when I was about eight years old. A friend and I were pushing through the crowd to get out the door after church. My friend Steve smacked me with his Bible. Suddenly a hand came out of nowhere like the very hand of God. The hand grabbed Steve and shook him like a rag doll. Then a great voice came down proclaiming his sinful disregard of the precious Word of God. 

Right!

There's a moment in The Book of Eli, near the end, when he realizes that they've missed the point of what's in the book, because they've been so obsessed with the book.