Today a writer made the case for myths. He wrote about how they unite people and give them purpose.
Other writers, too, have waxed poetically about myths. It is pleasant to contemplate native people sitting around a fire telling heroic and religious stories of where his/her people came from and what noble purpose they serve on earth.
So far as I know, all groups in all countries have myths telling of some special role they play in the history of man kind. The Japanese, for example, believe there is something special about themselves and their destiny. As we go from country to country, including ourselves in the U. S., there is a myth of great purpose.
The problem with myth is that it kills people, lots of them. Myths that a group will succeed in battle because a god in on their side has seen many finding god did not deliver. My friend who was a medic in Vietnam tells in his book of trying to answer the confused and dying soldier who wondered why his god had allowed him to be mortally injured.
In U. S. politics the myth that a microscopic fertilized human egg is a full fledged human being unites some people into an exciting cause. The same is true of those who believe the myth that gay marriage harms straight marriages.
But, the harsh hot light of reality is also helpful. It melts away some of the most harmful myths and leaves the demonized to lead happier lives.