I share many things
with beloved internet film critic Hulk:
a deep love
of Community,
a profound appreciation for Attack
the Block, a propensity for
gratuitous CAPSLOCK (just ask my Facebook friends). However, we are
not in agreement on the question of postmodernism
– at least, not all the time.
Much
of Hulk's critique of postmodernism is valid. I have days of utter
frustration when I completely concur with him on the
Emperor's-New-Clothesiness of it all, and fear that, in my enthusiasm
for Derrida and Baudrillard and Mark C. Taylor, I have long since
disappeared up my own posterior. However, on good days I tend to
believe that postmodernism is incredibly fascinating and
monumentally important to the task of doing theology today.
I
like Lyotard's definition of postmodernism: “incredulity
toward metanarratives.”
Postmodernism,
and especially deconstruction (my favorite flavor thereof), tends to
make a virtue of its own ineffability – again, something that has
me swithering as to whether it's super profound or total guff – but
“incredulity toward metanarratives” at least seems to capture a
kernel of what it has to offer.
The
question I am facing, as a Christian that loves deconstruction, is:
Can
you be a Christian while maintaining your incredulity toward
metanarratives?
Doesn't
Christianity, at its very core, necessitate a belief in a
metanarrative? If you believe in the salvific death of Jesus on the
cross and the ultimate reconciliation of all creation with everloving
God, isn't that by definition a metanarrative?
Well.
Well. In answer, I
have to point to the fact that deconstruction breaks its own rules.
Derrida himself said that the one undeconstructible thing is justice.
For all that its critics like to paint it as an anarchic free-for-all
of wanton relativism,
deconstruction is actually very moral. Justice is the peg on which it
likes to hang its hat.
And
maybe that is the child that calls out the Emperor's nudity, the
proof that deconstruction ultimately succumbs to the very
metanarrativization it claims to undo. Maybe this appeal to justice
is the admission that all of deconstruction and postmodernism is
illusory, pointless, a shiny and pretentious way of rephrasing the
bleeding obvious.
All
I can say for certain is that deconstruction is something that works
for me personally at this point in my life – as a way of
challenging my preconceptions, keeping me on my toes, critiquing all
metanarratives up to and including the one metanarrative that really
matters:
“And
God will delight when we are creators of justice and joy, compassion
and peace!”
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