First brilliant Venus,
Then streaked the cold Perseids.
Show me UFOs!

Also, simply hardly watching any TV and not listening to AM radio talk shows or most anything else on radio except for NPR helped.

In my family and extended family, of those who turned far right, there were people with drive and people with no drive, there were people deeply religiously indoctrinated and people eschewing religion, there were poor people and slightly less poor people. But there was a commonality that they didn't want someone else to get something that they didn't think they deserved. There wasn't a sense of shared sacrifice, but rather an everyone-for-themselves mentality. And I think that at the root of it was fear.

Both my parents became indoctrinated by the fundamentalist xtians in their later years, turning from what I'd thought were strong independent thinkers who'd taught me to be a strong independent thinker myself, into angry, paranoid, and brainwashed sheep. It was very, very sad, how miserable they were in their later years. Nothing could bring them joy, except, perhaps on brief occasions, an experience of being out in the pureness of nature, away from people.

A good question. It made me think, and I"ll keep thinking about it.

"People always suspected we're lower than river-bottom scum, but we don't need to keep proving it with everything we say and do. By ones and twos and thousands, as we destroy their lives, liberty and happiness, they're starting to pay attention, wise up and turn on us. Anyone who'd vote for us at this point is fomenting stochastic idiocy or has a death wish."

A quote existing in my dreams.

See https://nataliegoldberg.com/books/
Scroll down to "Natalie’s Writing Books"

The True Secret of Writing--Connecting Life with Language

Writing Down the Bones--Freeing the Writer Within

Wild Mind--Living the Writer’s Life

Thunder & Lightning--Cracking Open the Writer’s Craft

Old Friend from Far Away--The Practice of Writing Memoir

If you already know a lot about writing but don't know about to to make a book out of it, I'd suggest the last two. The first through fourth are excellent at teaching you how to write.

Good luck!

A real gag strapped around his head, he in an orange straitjacket, shackled to a chair, that is bolted to the floor. Of a concrete cell. In solitary confinement. Just to taunt him, down one of those straitjacket sleeves,his fingers of one tiny hand are able to sweep over the screen of a smart phone disconnected from the Internet. That's not too much to ask, is it?