Obsessed with the echoes of your own voice?
There are people— powerful or sometimes ordinary—who seem constitutionally incapable of living in a world that is not a mirror of their own minds. Their intolerance is not merely ideological; it is intimate, cellular, as if a differing opinion were a foreign body their psyche must reject to survive. Fine Arts of America. This chronic rigidity often begins in the slow, silent shaping of personality, in the bruises of childhood, in the unyielding grip of ideology, or the invisible architecture of culture. But when this intolerance hardens, calcifies, and starts to corrode the bridges between one human and another, it may drift into the realm of pathology; of a life seemingly in a constant siege. Disagreement becomes betrayal; alternative views become conspiracies. They see shadows where there is shade; daggers where there are questions; and the pervading need for control in a world of relations that require liberty. All these, whether disorders or just sharpened traits, remind...