"When words lose their meaning, people lose their freedom" - Confucius
Meaning is the extent to which words are embodied.
So what of a blog on social justice? Words are cheap in cyberspace: they are disembodied ideals that float through pixels on anonymous screens without real authors or readers.
And in reading about social ideas and needs, in writing articles that discuss and evaluate, we are given the illusion that we are doing good. But my neighbour is still a bitter cat lady, I still seek value and identity in buying CDs and books, and thousands of kids are still going to die today of starvation.
"A protest is no longer an act of defiance but a confirmation that one’s democracy is functional. Everyone’s political appetite is satisfied – hawks fight a futile war overseas while liberals fight a futile war against that war from the comfort of their laptops."
We protest against social injustice 'here', along with countless others who are a mere click away (to the column on your right for instance). Is this just a cultural placebo to keep us quiet, for both myself as author and you as reader?
At the end of the day, you probably don't know me, and I probably don't know who you are, or if you read this. There is no accountability to real meaning in action.
Maybe we need to pursue more face to face conversation, where our words will be made meaningful through real relational encounters. Where we won't be 'free' to write esoteric and romantic rants that we don't believe in (and therefore don't act upon) because we will be challenged by those we share our lives with, who know us.
So who knows you, and who will recognise the meaning in your words?