I didn’t expect much. But as I flipped through the pages at various times and places (morning coffee- Denver airport), I was surprised—not just by how well-written it was, but by how uncomfortably relevant it felt. Set in 1911 Kiev, The Fixer follows Yakov Bok, a Jewish handyman falsely accused of a ritual murder in a case eerily modeled after the real-life Mendel Beilis trial.
What begins as a tragic historical novel quickly becomes a mirror reflecting modern dysfunction—framed accusations, tribal narratives, and outrage engineered to divide.
Later, I learned the book had been banned in some circles—too graphic, too unsettling. But maybe that’s why it hit me so hard: not because it was inappropriate, but because it was too appropriate.
The Anatomy of Outrage
In The Fixer, a grieving community is manipulated into rage. The accusations against Bok are framed to maximize emotional reaction and political utility. A corrupt system doesn’t just allow it—it demands it.
As I read, I couldn’t shake the feeling that we’re living out a modern version of this script in 2025.
Consider the public treatment of figures like Elon Musk. From labor disputes at Tesla to moderation controversies at X, narratives are selectively shaped to generate maximum outrage.
A 2024 Media Research Center study showed that 60% of Musk-related news was negative, disproportionately emphasizing scandal over success. Much like the authorities in Bok’s case, today’s media culture often seeks not the truth, but the narrative that draws the most attention—and outrage.
We see this dynamic playing out globally. The Israeli-Palestinian conflict, for example, is reduced online to tribal soundbites, with nuance sacrificed for slogans. Platforms like X amplify emotion over reason, collapsing centuries of complexity into 280-character pogroms.
A Civilization in Crisis
What we’re witnessing isn’t just poor journalism or platform dysfunction. It’s a deeper sickness—a civilization losing its grip on truth.
In one scene in The Fixer, a priest’s pseudo-religious theories (so called 'blood libel myth') to a baited crowd are treated as gospel, leading to state-sponsored persecution. Today, conspiracy theories and ideological dogmas do the same—dressed in the garb of activism or authority.
Whether it's the nationalist fervor of the Black Hundreds in Kiev in 1911 or the hashtag crusades of digital tribes today, the root is the same: illogical and unrelenting scapegoating.
And the results are equally devastating.
As Proverbs 18:17 reminds us, “The one who states his case first seems right, until the other comes and examines him.” But we’re losing that second examination. We’re losing the tools of discernment, or as long form podcasts remind us.... the follow-up question that few in legacy media are willing to ask.
That’s why I keep returning to the metacognitive tools I’ve developed over the years—things like the Bias Barometer, which helps me weigh claims with Scripture and logic. It's not just about staying informed—it's about staying sane, and faithful.
A Call to Rise Above
Malamud didn’t write The Fixer just to expose antisemitism. He wrote it to show what happens when society replaces truth with tribalism. The book ends with Bok clinging to hope—not because he sees justice, but because he believes in it. His faith echoes the realism of Ecclesiastes and the hope of 2 Corinthians 5:7: “We walk by faith, not by sight.”
In this age of algorithmic outrage, the church has a rare chance to be something different. Not louder. Not trendier..... Truer. The gospel isn’t a tribal chant—it’s the invitation to grace and truth. But we must choose it, daily, in how we respond to the noise.
Let’s challenge poor ideas with reason. Dismantle tribalism with love. And remember that even a forgotten paperback from a small-town library can be a timely prophet. The cycle may be old—but our response doesn’t have to be.
What are things we have forgotten that are foundations and cornerstones of our civilization? I think the biggest ones are God, the value of human beings, and the beauty of the gospel message. I'm tired of the cold dark air.... let there be light!