“The Tower of Babel” by Peter Bruegel the Elder
When I used to write ads for the software company whose director of corporate communications I was, I was always running afoul of management, who always insisted that I put a positive spin on every point I made. Anything that could possibly be seen to be negative was to be avoided at all costs.
Being a bit negative is a part of my Hungarian heritage. When your country is on one of the two main invasion paths into Europe (the other being Poland), you can’t help a certain amount of negativity. It’s part of our nature.
I feel there is something wrong about always being positive. It tends to encourage the persons on the other end to be passive and accepting. Polish poet Czeslaw Milosz, writing in The Captive Mind, a book about why people accepted the promises and lies about Communism, quotes an earlier Polish novel from the 1920s:
In this story, Central Europeans facing the prospect of being overrun by unidentified Asiatic hordes pop a little pill [the pill of Murti-Bing] which relieves them of fear and anxiety; buoyed by its effects, they not only accept their new rulers but are positively happy to receive them.
In an article entitled “Murti-Bing Conservatism” written for The American Conservative, Rod Dreher develops this idea:
For Miłosz, Polish intellectuals who capitulated to communism and Soviet rule had taken the pill of Murti-Bing. It was what made their condition bearable. They could not stand to see reality, for if they recognized what was really happening in their country, the pain and shock would make life too much to take.
This is why people who have no financial or status tied up in protecting abuse of corruption within an institution can nevertheless be expected to rally around that institution and its leaders. Those who tell the truth threaten their Murti-Bing pill supply, and therefore their sense of order and well-being. To them, better that a few victims must be made to suffer rather than the entire community be forced to wean itself from Murti-Bing.
In the United States, we are facing a similar situation today—all the way from the opposite end of the political spectrum. It is not Communism that is the cause, but Trumpism. Millions of voters who are either ignorant or disingenuous choose to believe that water runs uphill and that the current President is spouting truth when in actuality he is lying like a rug.
I recommend that anyone interested in what happens to this country read Milosz’s The Captive Mind. It is by far the best book about Communism I have ever read.
Oh, and the Tower of Babel? That’s what happens when our sense of reality has become so fragmented that our society begins to fracture.
Tarnmoor 
I understand that you frequented Papa Bach bookstore in the late 60s and early 70s and were a friend to to Ted and Eva Riedel.
I, too, hung out at the store, albeit as a young punk. My older brother, Tom Modica, discovered the store and I tagged along.
Lucky me.
I absented so much in those years and had my curiosity securely welded in place.
I understand that you write here under a pseudonym, and wish to remain private.
But my name is Marc Modica and I teach at the University of Virginia. So I’m easy to find.
I would love to exchange stories.
writing from Hoi An, Vietnam.
marc
I certainly did hang out at Papa Bach’s and bought hundreds of books over the years that Ted and Eva ran the store. To clarify, I was less a friend than a very satisfied customer who liked chatting with them. I understand they moved to Jackson Hole, Wyoming, but I was never able to find out whether they successfully ran a bookstore there.