Am I Morally Obligated to Tweet That?


The New Rules for Social Justice in the Age of the Internet

  • If you Tweet in support of any one group or issue, you are now required to give your opinion on every injustice, as it occurs in real time. If you exercise any discretion, hesitation, or preference for issues that you actually know about, you are heartless, hypocritical, and not a real member of whatever label you dared apply to yourself. Notice: This will be strictly enforced by an elite task force of users whose primary purpose is complaining about everything you don’t say when you don’t say something and questioning why on earth you chose to say something about that when you do.
  • Real change is retweeting inflammatory messages. Do you even care about anybody if you’re not on social media?
  • When people get upset at your insightful criticisms that you crafted after one interaction with an obnoxious troll at 2:07 AM, DON’T engage them directly. Pray another supporter will come along a defend your honor and your bad argument, and then do of of these two things: Start a fresh Facebook post to document how you once believed in the good of all humanity, but now that you’ve seen the opposition for what they are, you finally understand why your side has given up trying to accord them any basic human respect. OR (the courageous option) USE HAND CLAP EMOJIS. And shout louder for the people in the back. (Preferably only party lines that fail to capture the nuance of the opposing viewpoint.) This isn’t about changing minds. This is about moral posturing, damn it.
  • You don’t need to know anything about the issue at hand to have a tweetable emotional response. Lives are at stake. Tweet like it.
  • Listening to alternative, marginalized viewpoints means filling your social media feeds with liberal white women who yell at you to elevate the voices of people of color.

Ah, me. Such have been my errors in trying to fit in with the cool kids.

In all seriousness, I do struggle with my moral obligations on social media. It’s real life in the sense that it involves real people discussing real issues that often bring about real awareness, education, and change of hearts — but it can all go away with a single disabling of my social media accounts.

I often contemplate with envy and curiosity the strange creatures who resist the lure of social media altogether — creatures like my dad, who can’t be persuaded to get a Facebook account even by photos of his adorable grandkids. If I’m honest, I wonder if that’s an unfair cop-out. A delightful cop-out, to be sure, but a cop-out nonetheless. Now that we have the whole world at our fingertips, aren’t we obligated to participate in it?

Are we?

“Who is my neighbor?” the clever Law expert asked Jesus — and I find myself asking the same question. Who is my neighbor? Or more precisely, what are the boundaries of my neighborhood in a limitless world? These rules that governed my social justice warring life — they stem from these questions. Am I passing my neighbor by when I read an article about racism and do nothing? The least I can do is share it, right?

But is it truly meaningful care to pass along awareness of the tragedies of the world that I know little about — especially when the amount of misinformation and ignorance is mind-numbing and extremely problematic? Is it nothing but moral posturing, an act meant mostly to assure my worried ego that I am a good person and to alert my couple hundred followers that IN CASE ANYONE NOTICES, I AM NOT A HYPOCRITE?

You see my predicament. Add to that the excruciating and exhausting burden of being a highly sensitive person, and things get even more confusing. The tragedies of the world build up in my soul until they burst out in anxious pessimism, leaving me paralyzed in my flesh-and-blood relationships. This is especially true when feeding on a steady diet of short, upset, shame-inducing bites of information that are meant to motivate me to do something even though I don’t know what to do. Is that anxiety and shame just the cross we bear? Or is it a sign that I’m doing social justice advocacy all wrong?

I recognize that unplugging for self-care and unplugging for self-denial often look like the same thing — maybe they even go hand-in-hand sometimes. The last thing I want to do is stick my head in the sand — correction: I would gladly stick my head in the sand, but morally speaking I don’t support that option — but the harsh reality is that I am one person, with one life, with a limited capacity to understand complex issues, much less do anything about them.

Who is my neighbor? What are the boundaries of my neighborhood? Is it morally preferable to make small, barely understood differences on many issues all across the world or to make deep, informed issues on only a select few issues close to home? And where’s the role of social media in all of this? What issues am I obligated to tweet about? Am I even “obligated” at all as nobody writer with a few hundred followers and a Facebook account?

This is your cue to jump into the comments section and answer all these questions for me.

Here’s where I’m at in this thought process. I frankly don’t know what’s right or wrong when it comes to drawing the boundaries of my neighborhood — or if drawing firm boundaries is even an appropriate thing to do when it comes to matters of justice. I want to draw boundaries to focus myself on the people within my neighborhood, not to exclude or ignore the needs and insight of those outside my immediate neighborhood. That’s why intersectionality — the overlapping of distinct but related issues — is imperative.

Instead of coming up with an arbitrary list of shoulds, I am committing myself to intentionality — slowing down; figuring out my intention, weighing my impact; learning the difference between wisdom’s caution and peer pressure; discerning what’s valid criticism and what’s somebody’s prejudiced projection on my motives; making deliberate decisions about what I’m called to say and do and where I’m called to say and do it.

I’m committing myself to thoughtful, intentional education — reading books and long-form articles, listening to interviews and podcasts. I’m committing myself to sit under those whose alternative and minority viewpoints are combined with a pursuit of truth, understanding, community, and love — people whose character, thinking, and work I admire, even if I disagree with them. There are plenty of minority and alternative viewpoints that fall into this category. Usually they’re the ones who are out working face-to-face with people, not those who tweet from their armchair for a living. Don’t worry — their words are plenty uncomfortable even without the shame-y hand claps and shouting.

I ended up unfollowing groups who primarily complain about The Other Side, even though I technically agree with them. They weren’t helping me understand the issues any further, and they weren’t helping me love. I got off Twitter entirely.

I determined which social media platforms I want to use and what I want to use them for, and have been trying to match what I do and don’t write about to those intentions. (It’s a work in progress.) I also want to redouble efforts to create community and shared understanding with my words and platforms, not just speak controversy into an out-of-context void.

And the really hard, not-so-fun part: I’m committed to nonjudgmental but objective scrutiny of my motives. Am I disengaging because I need self-care or because I don’t want to face the facts? Am I unfollowing because this user doesn’t provide any new insight or because I don’t want to change my mind? Am I not speaking up because I’m scared of what someone will think of me or because I truly don’t have anything productive to add? I’m finding that I tend to shoot from the hip when I don’t know what I’m talking about, and hold back when I do.

Whether or not I keep or delete a platform, tweet or don’t tweet, unplug or plug in, I want to keep tabs on my fears, ignorance, strengths, and calling; I want to focus on whatever I’m doing with intentionality, courage, and wisdom; and I want to enter into careful learning under thoughtful teachers who challenge me to do the above without compromising on the hard things I need to hear from them.

6 thoughts on “Am I Morally Obligated to Tweet That?

  1. heather

    I love Twitter but I curate my feed very carefully. I’ve unfollowed people who are only there to fight. I don’t follow people who exist mainly to call out other people for hypocrisy real or (usually) imagined.

    I never understood how people think you are supposed to be up to date and responding in real time to everything they know about. I hated scrolling through and seeing, “I see all of you who aren’t supporting Person X!” First of all, I usually have no idea who person X is. If I do, I have no idea what trouble they’ve gotten into. I don’t sit on twitter all day and wait with bated breath for the next big thing.

    My advice – Only follow people who bring value to you. You have limited time. Don’t waste it on the call out queens. Then you can learn enough to know where you can be of real assistance and not just supportive for show.


  2. Sharon

    This is a big part of why, even though I care about social ills and injustice, I don’t identify with the “social justice” movement. I am really bothered by this phenomenon — especially when I see people threatening to cut ties with their real-life relationships because those people didn’t retweet about X issue or make a Facebook post defending or denouncing whatever the hot topic of the day is. That, right there, feels even more wrong to me than the supposed complacency of their social media friends (who, for all we know, DO care about X issue and are doing something about it that we don’t know about, or who just maybe don’t log into Facebook as often as we do!).

    I think the internet and globalization *have* expanded our world a lot, or redrawn the borders of our neighborhood, so to speak, but since that was out of my control and happened without my consent, I don’t then feel obligated to rearrange my time and my priorities because of it. My access to the world may have expanded, but the amount of energy and number of hours I have in a day has not. My time and attention still has to go to where I feel I am being called, to where I will have the greatest impact. Even Jesus didn’t help everyone who needed Him, and narrowed His focus on His twelve disciples instead of the potentially hundreds of them He could have had. I think it can be a form of self-centeredness and pride if we don’t recognize that we do have limits, and the world doesn’t depend on us being there to read, retweet, or “call out” everything evil. Besides, I rarely see a long-term (or even short-term) positive impact come from “calling people out” anyway!


  3. Sharon

    P.S. I think that feeling we have now that the entire world is our neighborhood is somewhat of an illusion. If you have spare time, read up on the concept of “imagined community” as it relates to the internet and social media — it’s pretty interesting.


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