Is Nihilism Self-Destructive?
Some university students are attracted to philosophical nihilism for various reasons, some personal, some from an academic trail they are presently pursuing. It feels cool. I once met a young passionate student who was reading everything he could find written by German philosopher Friedrich Nietzsche, the godfather of contemporary ‘Postmodern’ thought. For him, this resonated with his reality; it was a revelation. But he didn’t realize that there are costs to this outlook or stance. It has social, political and personal consequences.
Viennese Psychologist Victor Frankl (Man’s Search for Meaning, p. 152) once wrote: “The existential vacuum which is the mass neurosis of the present time can be described as a private and personal form of nihilism; for nihilism can be defined as the contention that being has no meaning.” Nihilists pride themselves in their realism (dispelling fantasy and cutting through the hype), but we want to examine the consequences of nihilism which are often not fully comprehended. They can catch up with you in unusual ways.
Perhaps there is a nihilist hidden deep down in all of us at some level? There is little doubt that we will encounter a nihilist in our journey. Some see it as a logical extension of philosophical naturalism (that we are an empty bubble on the sea of nothingness–Jean Paul Sartre). Is our university education today leading us to be relativists and ultimately cynics–soft ontological antirealists and epistemological skeptics? Have we lost faith in even the possibility of truth itself? Is it partly due to the failure of Modernity to deliver on its promises? The cost of this outlook can be high and even grave. Many disappointed, disenchanted people turn to nihilism.
Shakespeare’s Insight in the tragedy Hamlet: The tragedy of the bright young Danish prince, Hamlet, is that he never found his calling in life. He was constantly tortured with inner and interpersonal conflicts, with lies, resentment towards his step-father, disappointment in his mother and self-hatred. His self-hatred was combined with self-righteousness; even Ophilia couldn’t awake him from despair. He could have been a reformer for his world, a social justice warrior, but instead the kingdom imploded around him. After he imploded personally, it all ended in nihilism, death and more death. Immorality, intrigue and corruption lead to collapse of meaning and the end of loyalty, even of his beloved Ophilia and close friends Rosencrantz and Gildenstern. Something is profoundly rotten in Denmark. He felt so deeply and painfully cynical and alone in the world, riddled with angst. Mel Gibson’s portrayal of the distraught young Hamlet is spellbinding in my opinion.
Why do we so love this play today and resonate with its classic lines such as “To be or not to be? That is the Question.” Perhaps to some degree Hamlet is us, the late modern self. We are lost and cannot find our way home, cannot reckon with reality, cannot find our purpose and calling. We are trapped and alone, stuck in some kind of limbo. As postmoderns, we don’t know who or what to trust. We are possessed by uncertainty. Here are three points to get us thinking and perhaps re-evaluating our position. Perhaps there is a path to be found on the journey home, a recovery of meaning.




