Dear Mr. Green,
I rather regret that it has taken me this long to write a letter. I suppose you can understand in the complex, but single word of: anxiety.
After opening Tumblr this morning I found myself becoming, once more, annoyed. I suppose that is the double edge to the blade that is The Internet. If we allow ourselves a little too far, we end up becoming annoyed, or callous, or any other amount of embitterment.
At first, the annoyance was due to someone feeling need to be dismissive in their rudeness, and crass in their assertions on your tumblr. It took a moment, but the annoyance dwindled into a sigh.
Annoyance will never be a companion to open dialogue, and intelligent discourse. An unfortunate symptom that is difficult to bypass, but if people want a discussion we will have to get over inherently selfish tendencies and natures of discomfort.
You see, Mr. Green, I write to you because discouraging words are a hindrance. I realize that the community you and Hank have built is large, and that encouraging words come from many places without and within, places that matter and places that don’t. So I decided to finally chime, though I realize I am in the “without”.
You and Hank set an important example, whether you see yourself as examples or not. As de Saussure would say, the community has decided to attribute the signifier of “example” and made you a signified. Personally, I think that is a good thing. In a digital age where social media drives constant conversation over a chorus of billions, trending millions, of voices it is difficult to have open dialogue at times. You would think open dialogue would be inherent within social media, after all, it is a cross-continental, cross-cultural platform. That is the difficult part though, overcoming the inherent tendencies in humans that inhibit that.
But that doesn’t stop us, or, it shouldn’t really. It’s a learning process, and that is the best part sometimes. Learning. Some of us are going to have to learn to get over our vainness, or discomfort at certain topics.
So please, never stop talking about what matters to you. Sometimes those things matter to a majority of the audience, and sometimes it is words seeping into a niche. That is okay. That is wonderful, even! There is a love for language, and culture, and the nuances of uniqueness in human thought.
At times, The Internet is a scary place to talk openly. I know it scares me. However, thanks to people like you and Hank, otheres can see what it is like to foster a dialogue that welcomes learning, and openness, and inclusion rather than exclusion.
I know this may seem like a lot of “oh just praising”. If it makes you feel better, sometimes I do think you are a bit wrong. Then again, I am too. The point is not to wallow in wrongness, but to aspire in learning.
So thank you for your example, Mr. Green. I am grateful for it.
p.s. “The Fault In Our Stars” translates roughly to þá gnyrn inúre rodor in Old English. Rodor meaning “the firmament of fixed stars”.
I felt that was fitting.