The entirety of humanity—worldwide—seems convulsed with right-wing, reactionary, anti-rational, anti-scientific sentiment. Dostoyevsky’s Grand Inquisitor was right: our species is not yet ready to accept the freedom and the responsibility offered by the exercise of our reason (and by Dostoyevsky’s Jesus). We don’t want to have to make decisions about things; thinking is too hard, too stressful.
So people everywhere, even (perhaps especially) in those societies that are best-educated and thus potentially best-equipped to advance positive policies for humankind (the collective responsibility in these privileged societies being greater, it may follow that the collective refusal is correspondingly more onerous) are renouncing the single trait that distinguishes us from other creatures: our ability to make moral choices, discerning what is good from what is bad for the well-being of our species.
In any event, this zealous quest for authoritarian rule is a willful rejection of human freedom—a retreat to the brutishness the Grand Inquisitor recognizes as satanic, but—fortunately for the Rulers—controllable. And for the Ruled—comfortingly mindless.
And so, everywhere, all those aggrieved folks demanding “freedom” are actually submitting themselves, willingly and even enthusiastically, to freedom’s very opposite: the tyranny of inquisitors, dictators, religious authorities, gurus, charlatans, influencers, The Old Farmer’s Almanac and interpreters of Mercury in Retrograde. No wonder Trump won: he’s gonna, like the Inquisitor, “take care of us, whether we like it or not.” And, sadly, most of us do like it.