By Teresa A. Martin
Hey, Happy Memorial Day! I always wonder if it is appropriate to append “happy” to something that should be serious and sober, don’t you?
Memorial Day is for us to remember those who have served us and protected our country. We offer thanks for them, and thanks for where we are today. (And of course, here on the Cape, we start counting the cars pouring over the bridge, but that’s another ritual altogether!)
One of the interesting things about Memorial Day is its origins – and what they say about our continuity of human interaction. Many towns claim to be the first place Memorial Day was celebrated, but the tale is strikingly similar no matter who is telling it. Change names and faces, modify dates and location a bit and what you see is a story of community action.
Here’s how Waterloo NY spins it:
Now, this was before the web you understand, and all the committee work happened in face to face meetings. But precisely the same dynamic is in play today – only it’s helped along by some tech tools.
There are hundreds upon hundreds of kindred stories in the works right now, of communities forming committees to remember and acknowledge something of significance to them. The group movement is the same. The only difference is the tools that area used.
For example, we embrace the telephone and the fax (yes, dear readers, these are tech tools for community organization), email, email blasts, list serves, forums, Yahoo groups, and other related techniques. These applications didn’t emerge because they could – they emerged because community action is a core need for human groups.
Organization is a killer app for communities – and for the community application of technology. Everything from yellow ribbons to pink ribbons to rainbow flags have spread like wildfire through the online connective power of community. Memories can be placed in the real world, or in the virtual world, as is appropriate to the cause and the community.
The organizational power of online tools has barely begun to be tapped. We saw hints of it in organized mobs, where an online call can gather a crowd together on a few hours notice. We see signs of it in the last presidential election and the role web organization played in all parties and the way it drove financial contribution as well. We see it in organizations like MoveOn, which with a few keystrokes can generate hundreds of thousands of emails from cause-focused individuals to their legislators. We see it the organization of real time salons, grouped by and meeting in real world geography but developed through online interaction.
Today, we’d have podcast, vcast, streamed, and made available for future downloading this momentous occasion. We’d still gather in a real space, but we’d use our technologies to let people who couldn’t be there join us virtually or to share in it after the fact. And, to record it for posterity.
Would our works have been impressive and lengthy? Yeah, I think that’s a core part of human nature too!
The local movement goes national. Today, that process would be online aided. Within a day or so, communities with like thoughts would have connected with each other and been exchanging notes, tips, and ideas. A whole other community – a community of Memorial Day organizations – would have formed, with its own listserve and website and pr plan.
Would it still take two years to form a national ceremony? Yeah, probably. We can use our technology to enable communication and make quicker connections, but as a society we still move at pretty much the same speed as always. Perhaps it is a healthy and inherent constraint.
I guess what I’ve been thinking about on this start of the 2006 Memorial Day weekend is how things really don’t change that much. Technolgoy brings us new tools, but they don’t change what is within ourselves. They might let us express it in different ways or build a new process to reach it, but fundamentally we are who we are – humans, connecting, interacting, and being communities.
I was out and about this week to Eastham Elementary School. I was there the day the school was celebrating Memorial Day – as the bell rang at noon, the students, who were dressed in red, white, and blue, gathered and as a group marched to the cemetery. They heard presentations that were probably very much like those “impressive” ones of 1860s Waterloo. They were exhorted to remember the same values of country and remembrance. And they had been following this routine for at least 35 years, said one teacher. As long as anyone could remember.
Memorial Day. Maybe the happy stands for the sense of communal memory and the communal glue that holds us together, and the tools that let us make it so.
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