In some of us there is such a deep need for comraderie and acceptance that, insincerely, we throw in with prevailing opinions or groups. We may think we are only setting aside a small principle for a small moment. But almost always it turns out to be much more.
– Neal A. Maxwell, Not My Will But Thine (Bookcraft, 1988).
I think the greatest attraction of the great and spacious building is the esprit de corps one enjoys from being part of the crowd with their pointing fingers. It’s as lovely a in-group, out-group image as you’d ever wish to see.
After all, what is the fun of being informed, enlightened, wise, and sophisticated if one cannot point it out and have it acknowledged?
This is the only explanation (aside from pure sociopathy) that makes sense of some of what I’ve seen.
Not, of course, that I’m ruling out sociopathy in all cases.
But, as with all such observations, we are quickly turned back on ourselves: ‘Lord, is it I?’