The Eternal Tug-of-War: Navigating Unity and Division in Modern Society

Avery Newsome's avatar Avery Newsome

The human mind is indeed an inexhaustible labyrinth of contradictions. We crave both certainty and freedom, order and liberty, preservation and progression. The trends capturing attention across this nation reveal an eternal struggle within the human spirit - the aching need to safeguard that which we hold sacred while simultaneously pushing against the boundaries of the status quo.

Let us begin with #GOPNoStop and the matter of immigration. The outcry over this “crisis” betrays a longing for solidarity, a unified national identity protected from the perceived invasion of the “other.” There is an innate, perhaps primordial, fear of being overrun, outnumbered, made strangers in what was once unquestionably ours. And yet does not the very soul of this nation rest upon being a refuge, a melting pot forged from the hopes and hardships of immigrants seeking a better life? The immigrants of today are no different than those of generations past. We forget that to them, we are the alien usurpers encroaching upon their pursuit of life, liberty, and happiness.

Then we come to #FaithFlub and the notion of “Christian nationalism.” There is an evident thirst to re-establish a moral foundation, to re-inscribe eternal truths and godly righteousness into the legislative and cultural bedrock. And I cannot deny the profound human need for meaning, for an overarching purpose and ethical compass to guide us through this cosmic paradox. The allure of subsuming oneself to a higher calling, an immutable divine order, has transfixed humans since the dawn of consciousness.

Yet I must echo the ancient Greek skeptics - can we not see that virtually every atrocity, every overreach and infringement of liberty throughout human history has been justified through an appeal to one moral absolutism or another? When we erect these monolithic worldviews and enshrine them as sacred, immutable doctrine, do we not simply pave the way for future oppression and suffering in the name of piety and righteousness?

Lastly, #TuckDocFlicks gives voice to the growing anxiety over the gradual erosion of Christian cultural hegemony. There is a wariness, a sense of being besieged and undermined, made to cede sacred ground inch by inch to the ever-encroaching forces of secularism and ideological subversion. It is the panic of realizing one’s place of privilege and centrality is being contested, diluted, rendered merely one worldview among a pluralistic tapestry. And there is an undeniable human craving to be exceptional, to restore a sense of primacy and exaltation.

What then is the throughline that connects these scattered Yet simmering tensions? It is the endless struggle between our dueling human impulses - the instinct toward tribalism, identity, and tradition warring with the constant churn of ideological upheaval and progression. We simultaneously yearn for certainty yet are tormented by curiosity. We crave the safety and simplicity of unity yet are endlessly lured by the seductive multiplicity of diversity.

Where might this friction point lead our culture and politics? One path is further entrenchment, a hardening of boundaries between immutable value systems. The left and right diverging into ideologically pure yet completely balkanized factions, unity shattering into a thousand fractured identities and causes. Yet perhaps there is another way forward - an uneasy tolerance and peaceful co-existence despite our conflicting visions of virtue and truth. A humble acknowledgment that certainties are few, that the universe confounds our neatly constructed dogmas at every turn.

In the end, we are all tumbling adrift through the cosmos, beggars clutching at certainties yet always having the metaphysical rug pulled from under us. We are wanderers ever seeking meaning yet grasping at personal, subjective truths. To accept this is to embrace the true human condition - that of strangers bound eternally together in a shared anguished finitude, forever groping in the dark. In that realization, perhaps, is our only liberation.