As of this writing, there has been a dreadful spat of police shootings of civilians, righteous indignation, and retaliatory shootings of police in Dallas and elsewhere. The sad goings-on has led to some ghastly racial tensions and near riots in both the real world and virtual world. The news this week could easily make one despair of America.
All the rage (no pun intended) these days on social networks and political culture is the #BlackLivesMatter phenomenon, which is more than just a weird Twitter hashtag, but a political movement of sorts, which appears largely to be a more grassroots and disorganized group of folks protesting the perceived injustices of African-Americans in American culture. Some of the folks I have no doubt are very sincere, others have more nefarious political or material motives. No doubt some even are using it as cover to simply riot and steal flatscreen TVs from businesses that have nothing to do with any of it.
Whatever the movement is or is not, #BlackLivesMatter is a thing, at least for today. I say "at least for today" because usually fads or buzzwords or #hashtags are like waves on the ocean. They build up, crest, and then hit the beach full on, at which point they tend to dissipate, as the next wave of social
The parodies started coming out. 'Rescued Pekingese on board." "Aliens on board." Finally, the double parodies began like "Barf Vader on board" or even "Stupid Yellow Signs in Window on Board." It really was quite hilarious for a time, but then everyone grew tired of them as they grew cliché. Finally (and mercifully) they largely went the way of the dinosaurs.
I bring this up because of I have begun to see some, as is often the case in cultural movements, responses in kinds to #BlackLivesMatter. At first, it was a political (if preachy) response counter-snipes like #AllLivesMatter or #BlueLivesMatter. I saw my first parodies yesterday, particularly a poignant cartoon done tongue-in-cheek on with #BlackLivesMatter protesters holding signs having an argument with #BlueLivesMatter people with the final frame being a 1990's Grunge-style Heavy Metal fan with long hair and a Metallica shirt showing up and head banging with a sign that read #NothingElseMatters. (Metalheads will understand the reference.)
I think this is why I really recoil at any form of sloganism. Whether it is #BlackLivesMatter or #SaveOurGirls or Making America Great Again, slogans always become vacuous and devoid of meaning to the point of being parodies that people laugh at. I think that is the danger of these social media hashtag wars. They actually accomplish the exact opposite of what they intend. Instead of bringing about change or discussion, they create further animosity and fodder for late-night comics. When they flame out entirely. the same problems remain: man is still sinful and any society created by man is at best a shadowy reflection of the Kingdom of God and a worst a mirror reflection of hell itself.
Don't fight twitter wars. Make a real difference. Love your neighbor. Search for God while He wills to be found. That's the only way to change the world because Hashtags never will.