Small Change
Small Change
Small Change
Why the revolution will not be tweeted.
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At four-thirty in the afternoon on Monday, February 1, 1960, four
college students sat down at the lunch counter at the Woolworth’s in
downtown Greensboro, North Carolina. They were freshmen at North
Carolina A. & T., a black college a mile or so away.
Social media can’t provide what social change has always required.SEYMOUR CHWAST
“I’d like a cup of coffee, please,” one of the four, Ezell Blair, said to the
waitress.
The Woolworth’s lunch counter was a long L-shaped bar that could seat
sixty-six people, with a standup snack bar at one end. The seats were for
whites. The snack bar was for blacks. Another employee, a black woman
who worked at the steam table, approached the students and tried to
warn them away. “You’re acting stupid, ignorant!” she said. They didn’t
move. Around five-thirty, the front doors to the store were locked. The
four still didn’t move. Finally, they left by a side door. Outside, a small
crowd had gathered, including a photographer from the
Greensboro Record. “I’ll be back tomorrow with A. & T. College,” one
of the students said.
By next morning, the protest had grown to twenty-seven men and four
women, most from the same dormitory as the original four. The men
were dressed in suits and ties. The students had brought their
schoolwork, and studied as they sat at the counter. On Wednesday,
students from Greensboro’s “Negro” secondary school, Dudley High,
joined in, and the number of protesters swelled to eighty. By Thursday,
the protesters numbered three hundred, including three white women,
from the Greensboro campus of the University of North Carolina. By
Saturday, the sit-in had reached six hundred. People spilled out onto the
street. White teen-agers waved Confederate flags. Someone threw a
firecracker. At noon, the A. & T. football team arrived. “Here comes the
wrecking crew,” one of the white students shouted.
The world, we are told, is in the midst of a revolution. The new tools of
social media have reinvented social activism. With Facebook and
Twitter and the like, the traditional relationship between political
authority and popular will has been upended, making it easier for the
powerless to collaborate, coördinate, and give voice to their concerns.
When ten thousand protesters took to the streets in Moldova in the
spring of 2009 to protest against their country’s Communist government,
the action was dubbed the Twitter Revolution, because of the means by
which the demonstrators had been brought together. A few months after
that, when student protests rocked Tehran, the State Department took the
unusual step of asking Twitter to suspend scheduled maintenance of its
Web site, because the Administration didn’t want such a critical
organizing tool out of service at the height of the demonstrations.
“Without Twitter the people of Iran would not have felt empowered and
confident to stand up for freedom and democracy,” Mark Pfeifle, a
former national-security adviser, later wrote, calling for Twitter to be
nominated for the Nobel Peace Prize. Where activists were once defined
by their causes, they are now defined by their tools. Facebook warriors
go online to push for change. “You are the best hope for us all,” James
K. Glassman, a former senior State Department official, told a crowd of
cyber activists at a recent conference sponsored by Facebook, A. T. &
T., Howcast, MTV, and Google. Sites like Facebook, Glassman said,
“give the U.S. a significant competitive advantage over terrorists. Some
time ago, I said that Al Qaeda was ‘eating our lunch on the Internet.’
That is no longer the case. Al Qaeda is stuck in Web 1.0. The Internet is
now about interactivity and conversation.”
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These are strong, and puzzling, claims. Why does it matter who is eating
whose lunch on the Internet? Are people who log on to their Facebook
page really the best hope for us all? As for Moldova’s so-called Twitter
Revolution, Evgeny Morozov, a scholar at Stanford who has been the
most persistent of digital evangelism’s critics, points out that Twitter had
scant internal significance in Moldova, a country where very few Twitter
accounts exist. Nor does it seem to have been a revolution, not least
because the protests—as Anne Applebaum suggested in the
Washington Post—may well have been a bit of stagecraft cooked up by
the government. (In a country paranoid about Romanian revanchism, the
protesters flew a Romanian flag over the Parliament building.) In the
Iranian case, meanwhile, the people tweeting about the demonstrations
were almost all in the West. “It is time to get Twitter’s role in the events
in Iran right,” Golnaz Esfandiari wrote, this past summer, in Foreign
Policy. “Simply put: There was no Twitter Revolution inside Iran.” The
cadre of prominent bloggers, like Andrew Sullivan, who championed the
role of social media in Iran, Esfandiari continued, misunderstood the
situation. “Western journalists who couldn’t reach—or didn’t bother
reaching?—people on the ground in Iran simply scrolled through the
English-language tweets post with tag #iranelection,” she wrote.
“Through it all, no one seemed to wonder why people trying to
coordinate protests in Iran would be writing in any language other than
Farsi.”
This pattern shows up again and again. One study of the Red Brigades,
the Italian terrorist group of the nineteen-seventies, found that seventy
per cent of recruits had at least one good friend already in the
organization. The same is true of the men who joined the mujahideen in
Afghanistan. Even revolutionary actions that look spontaneous, like the
demonstrations in East Germany that led to the fall of the Berlin Wall,
are, at core, strong-tie phenomena. The opposition movement in East
Germany consisted of several hundred groups, each with roughly a
dozen members. Each group was in limited contact with the others: at
the time, only thirteen per cent of East Germans even had a phone. All
they knew was that on Monday nights, outside St. Nicholas Church in
downtown Leipzig, people gathered to voice their anger at the state. And
the primary determinant of who showed up was “critical friends”—the
more friends you had who were critical of the regime the more likely
you were to join the protest.
So one crucial fact about the four freshmen at the Greensboro lunch
counter—David Richmond, Franklin McCain, Ezell Blair, and Joseph
McNeil—was their relationship with one another. McNeil was a
roommate of Blair’s in A. & T.’s Scott Hall dormitory. Richmond
roomed with McCain one floor up, and Blair, Richmond, and McCain
had all gone to Dudley High School. The four would smuggle beer into
the dorm and talk late into the night in Blair and McNeil’s room. They
would all have remembered the murder of Emmett Till in 1955, the
Montgomery bus boycott that same year, and the showdown in Little
Rock in 1957. It was McNeil who brought up the idea of a sit-in at
Woolworth’s. They’d discussed it for nearly a month. Then McNeil
came into the dorm room and asked the others if they were ready. There
was a pause, and McCain said, in a way that works only with people
who talk late into the night with one another, “Are you guys chicken or
not?” Ezell Blair worked up the courage the next day to ask for a cup of
coffee because he was flanked by his roommate and two good friends
from high school.
The kind of activism associated with social media isn’t like this at all.
The platforms of social media are built around weak ties. Twitter is a
way of following (or being followed by) people you may never have
met. Facebook is a tool for efficiently managing your acquaintances, for
keeping up with the people you would not otherwise be able to stay in
touch with. That’s why you can have a thousand “friends” on Facebook,
as you never could in real life.
But how did the campaign get so many people to sign up? By not asking
too much of them. That’s the only way you can get someone you don’t
really know to do something on your behalf. You can get thousands of
people to sign up for a donor registry, because doing so is pretty easy.
You have to send in a cheek swab and—in the highly unlikely event that
your bone marrow is a good match for someone in need—spend a few
hours at the hospital. Donating bone marrow isn’t a trivial matter. But it
doesn’t involve financial or personal risk; it doesn’t mean spending a
summer being chased by armed men in pickup trucks. It doesn’t require
that you confront socially entrenched norms and practices. In fact, it’s
the kind of commitment that will bring only social acknowledgment and
praise.
The students who joined the sit-ins across the South during the winter of
1960 described the movement as a “fever.” But the civil-rights
movement was more like a military campaign than like a contagion. In
the late nineteen-fifties, there had been sixteen sit-ins in various cities
throughout the South, fifteen of which were formally organized by civil-
rights organizations like the N.A.A.C.P. and CORE. Possible locations for
activism were scouted. Plans were drawn up. Movement activists held
training sessions and retreats for would-be protesters. The Greensboro
Four were a product of this groundwork: all were members of the
N.A.A.C.P. Youth Council. They had close ties with the head of the
local N.A.A.C.P. chapter. They had been briefed on the earlier wave of
sit-ins in Durham, and had been part of a series of movement meetings
in activist churches. When the sit-in movement spread from Greensboro
throughout the South, it did not spread indiscriminately. It spread to
those cities which had preëxisting “movement centers”—a core of
dedicated and trained activists ready to turn the “fever” into action.
This is the second crucial distinction between traditional activism and its
online variant: social media are not about this kind of hierarchical
organization. Facebook and the like are tools for building networks,
which are the opposite, in structure and character, of hierarchies. Unlike
hierarchies, with their rules and procedures, networks aren’t controlled
by a single central authority. Decisions are made through consensus, and
the ties that bind people to the group are loose.
This structure makes networks enormously resilient and adaptable in
low-risk situations. Wikipedia is a perfect example. It doesn’t have an
editor, sitting in New York, who directs and corrects each entry. The
effort of putting together each entry is self-organized. If every entry in
Wikipedia were to be erased tomorrow, the content would swiftly be
restored, because that’s what happens when a network of thousands
spontaneously devote their time to a task.
There are many things, though, that networks don’t do well. Car
companies sensibly use a network to organize their hundreds of
suppliers, but not to design their cars. No one believes that the
articulation of a coherent design philosophy is best handled by a
sprawling, leaderless organizational system. Because networks don’t
have a centralized leadership structure and clear lines of authority, they
have real difficulty reaching consensus and setting goals. They can’t
think strategically; they are chronically prone to conflict and error. How
do you make difficult choices about tactics or strategy or philosophical
direction when everyone has an equal say?
When Evan e-mailed the teen-ager, Sasha, asking for the phone back,
she replied that his “white ass” didn’t deserve to have it back. Miffed, he
set up a Web page with her picture and a description of what had
happened. He forwarded the link to his friends, and they forwarded it to
their friends. Someone found the MySpace page of Sasha’s boyfriend,
and a link to it found its way onto the site. Someone found her address
online and took a video of her home while driving by; Evan posted the
video on the site. The story was picked up by the news filter Digg. Evan
was now up to ten e-mails a minute. He created a bulletin board for his
readers to share their stories, but it crashed under the weight of
responses. Evan and Ivanna went to the police, but the police filed the
report under “lost,” rather than “stolen,” which essentially closed the
case. “By this point millions of readers were watching,” Shirky writes,
“and dozens of mainstream news outlets had covered the story.” Bowing
to the pressure, the N.Y.P.D. reclassified the item as “stolen.” Sasha was
arrested, and Evan got his friend’s Sidekick back.
Shirky’s argument is that this is the kind of thing that could never have
happened in the pre-Internet age—and he’s right. Evan could never have
tracked down Sasha. The story of the Sidekick would never have been
publicized. An army of people could never have been assembled to wage
this fight. The police wouldn’t have bowed to the pressure of a lone
person who had misplaced something as trivial as a cell phone. The
story, to Shirky, illustrates “the ease and speed with which a group can
be mobilized for the right kind of cause” in the Internet age.
Shirky ends the story of the lost Sidekick by asking, portentously, “What
happens next?”—no doubt imagining future waves of digital protesters.
But he has already answered the question. What happens next is more of
the same. A networked, weak-tie world is good at things like helping
Wall Streeters get phones back from teen-age girls. Viva la revolución. ♦