Why is it that we Opinion columnists find it necessary to share our thoughts with you every so often? I don’t remember anyone asking me to do it, except for my editor of course, who has to remind me every two weeks.
In the process of writing columns, I’ve given advice, suggested changes at Bowdoin and, in my first article, accused the members of the Judicial Board of breaching the honor and social codes.
Was this presumptuous? To think that my opinions were worth the paper that they were printed on, or to think that writing about them would even do anything? I don’t know.
We columnists have a tendency to criticize things. To my knowledge, almost every one of my past articles has included a critique of something or other.
Constructive feedback is healthy and even vital for self and community. Being critiqued after writing shitty articles quickly teaches you that if you are going to offer your opinion to a wide audience, you need to make sure that your argument is watertight.
More worrying than the possibility of poor writing, however, is the risk of sounding sanctimonious. It can be frighteningly easy to pass judgment on others without being made to face all of the contradictions, crimes and cares that contribute to one’s self.
I can condemn George Zimmerman, the man who fatally shot Trayvon Martin, for example, then proceed to check my messages on my iPhone (created in a factory in China by a worker I have never met) and eat a bowl of Kelloggs cereal (with genetically modified sugar) without ever having to acknowledge my complicity in preserving the racist and violent system he is only a pawn in. Can there be an opinionated person who is not hypocritical in some way?
It has been written that white privilege makes its appearances in the pages of the Orient. This is undoubtedly true: the Orient will typically be drenched with one kind of privilege or another. We are liberal arts college students. We are privileged as shit.
So when we write critical editorials, how can we know where the line is between critical analysis and hypocrisy, judgment and abuse of privilege?
If we want to avoid hypocrisy by understanding our privilege and using it responsibly, there are questions that we have to ask here, at Bowdoin, amongst ourselves. We should discuss internal contradictions, challenge the status quo, and deconstruct the sexist, racist, environmentally destructive institutions of power we are inheriting with this world.
But we should not make our attacks personal. Even when discussing and critiquing individual people’s actions we should try not to attack people. One wise professor once told me that when we critique, we want to do is hold up the shit for everyone to see. We want to show that it looks like shit, and it smells like shit. But what we don’t want to do is find the person who made it and wipe their face in all that shit.
The Lebanese mystic and writer Khalil Gibran asked, “Was the love of Judas’ mother for her son less than the love of Mary for Jesus?” He asked it rhetorically. You wouldn’t want any mother to find out if you smeared shit in her child’s face, whether that child was Judas or Jesus. It isn’t worth it because if you know anyone well enough, you might simply no longer feel any anger towards them—just sadness and love.
I don’t want to make any moral judgment on the Universe. I don’t really want to make moral judgments of anyone else either.
I do want to be able to critically look at manifestations of power structures, know who benefits from them, and interrogate what those people do to maintain those power structures. Because when we work together we can create wonderful systems of support for each other, but we can also commit genocide and be incredibly racist, sexist, and all that shit.
Why have I taken the time to share my thoughts with you every so often? Who knows, maybe I just like to hold shit up so you can see it. Maybe that is what the advertisement for potential Orient columnists should be: “looking for amateur shit-holders. No shit-throwers, please.”
Any takers? I’m abroad next semester so here is one free spot.
Thank you for reading.