Written by Gil Gildner
think it should be called the Cha-Cha-Cha. Explanation in a few seconds. If I were to have no practical goals in life, no realistic courses of action for my immediate future, or if I suddenly found that I’d been left a small fortune in mining stocks, I would grow up and become a shiftless philosopher. Unfortunately for me, this is an extremely unrealistic goal because I don’t like the idea of vagrancy, and nobody pays you to sit there sketching worldview diagrams in a moleskine. Living for decades eternally at Midnight Oil, however attractive and avant-garde it may seem, does not make a life well lived. It takes a good and full life to make a good and full philosopher.One of the most important things in life is an even balance, and I’ve got to figure out how to mix philosophy with the gritty act of actually getting out there and raking up the muck. Inversely, there is the temptation of trudging through life without ever figuring out why you’re there, or why you’re even breathing or why you’re even reading this article.Are you guilty of the avoidance of life?Too many people these days want to avoid life. They want to avoid the stresses and consequences of decisions, and they want to avoid the pressure of a dog-eat-dog world.There are a multitude of ways to deal with this crushing atmosphere, and people take their pick from a smorgasbord of options. Are you a fatalistic victim, letting the wind push you in whichever direction it blows? Are you an existentialist, ignoring the reality that encapsulates you? Are you a postmodernist, using a personalized reality in order to justify your existence by taking sovereignty out of the picture?Once someone asked me if I was a postmodernist (imagine that) and I had to make sure I wasn’t before I answered. No, I can’t identify myself with postmodernism; I think postmodernism is a way of justifying the avoidance of life.Wow, wait a sec, you say. He’s nuts!Just a little bit.Let me explain.This is where the Cha-Cha-Cha comes in. Your standard modern evangelical postmodernists are good folks with good intentions. These are folks who drink chai tea, wear Chacos and support a thousand charities. All good things, and I’d really only have an issue with the Chacos because they make your feet look something like a cross between a hobbit and a pregnant cavewoman.Chai, Chacos and charity. Can I copyright that?My proposition is that postmodernism, or some form of it, is a way of avoiding life. It’s a way of avoiding the consequences of decisions and actions that we must all make/take. It’s a social construct, as I said before, that enables people to justify their life actions by assigning themselves their own personal reality.I think something else is out there.The avoidance of life is not just a symptom, not just a lonely battered thing that pops up and happens to an isolated someone. It’s a disease and an entire disruption of human nature. It’s what happens when the dust and dirt breathed into a heaving, pumping existence is taken and crammed into a little wooden box and forgotten. Dead but breathing. Useless but used. Stagnate but there.The other night a friend and I were walking out of Kroger’s. Stu had a dozen eggs and some sort of vitamin supplement, and he’d bummed a ride off me. A battered late-’80s red Chevy Astro with a million miles on it rattled to a stop behind my car. The woman was about 40, and looked 70. She told us she needed money for a motel, but we knew she needed money for methamphetamines.Sadly, that woman probably knew her position in life better than we know ours. She knows it’s all real. But here’s the truth, and this is the kicker: That woman exists in your reality, our reality, yours and mine, and if you’re truly concerned for the welfare of humanity like I think you are, that’s a fact that has to eventually be faced.Rethink your position in life. Is it real? Is there a truth? Are you real? Are you true?GIL GILDNER is a guest contributor for the Bison. He may be contacted atmgildner@harding.edu
