The Conduct of the Allies (1711) by Jonathan Swift.
It is the folly of too many to mistake the echo of a London coffeehouse, for the voice of the kingdom. The city coffeehouses have been for some years filled with people, whose fortunes depend upon the Bank, East-India, or some other stock. Every new fund to these, is like a new mortgage to a usurer, whose compassion for a young heir, is exactly the same with that of a stockjobber to the landed gentry. At the court end of the town, the like places of resort are frequented either by men out of place, and consequently enemies to the present ministry, or by officers of the army: no wonder then if the general cry, in all such meetings, be against any peace, either with Spain or without; which, in other words, is no more than this; that discontented men desire another change of ministry; that soldiers would be glad to keep their commissions; and that the creditors have money still, and would have the debtors borrow on at the old extorting rate, while they have any security to give.
For all that we bemoan fake news, press release journalism, rank propaganda and the gulf between the chattering class and most ordinary citizens, it has ever been so as evidenced by Swift.
315 years ago and he might as well be speaking of X/Twitter.
It is the folly of too many to mistake the echo of a London coffeehouse, for the voice of the kingdom.
We keep discovering, age by age, that the loudest, most persistent, grating and annoying voices, whether in the London coffehouse or on X, are unrepresentative of the vox populi. The NGOs, 501(c)(3)'s, Think Tanks and academia do their advocacy press releases; legacy media fills their column inches and social media regurgitate for likes, all fueled by self-interest; and all that noise correlates poorly with the interests and opinions of the great bulk of the nation.