Maps of Meaning: The Architecture of Belief

I was cast adrift; I did not know what to do or what to think.

. All my beliefs—which had lent order to the chaos of my existence,

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My religious convictions, ill-formed to begin with, disappeared when I was very young.

I became simultaneously disenchanted with the study of political science, my erstwhile major.

others was to be regarded with suspicion

their pursuit of personal revenge.

Socialist ideology served to mask resentment and hatred, bred by failure

2 His idea struck home instantly.

insightful cynic, expressed skepticism regarding my ideological beliefs.

encountered on the college board: