So it seems that the groundhog saw his shadow last week and
we can expect six more weeks of winter.
This prediction says more about collective boredom than it
does about weather prognostication.
Christmas is now a faint memory, and Valentine’s Day is just
an excuse to pause and eat chocolate; people are looking for something to
occupy themselves until it’s safe to go outside and play. So someone came up
with a rodent who predicts weather. Idle people can debate the pros and cons of
when spring will come to take away their boredom until it gets here.
It’s all about marketing.
According to
Wikipedia, “The American Marketing Association has defined
marketing as ‘the activity, set of institutions, and processes for creating,
communicating, delivering, and exchanging offerings that have value for
customers, clients, partners, and society at large.’"
A snoozing
groundhog becomes a process for creating a means for giving people something
for which to look forward. The interesting thing about marketing is that people
buy into its message, whether it makes sense or not.
For
instance: In 1982 in St. Louis a guy named Richard Serra put up slabs of metal,
called it a sculpture and the city hired people to cut the grass around it,
wash off the graffiti, and call it art; those people call themselves curators
of that slab of metal. The same artist has slabs of metal sitting in a scrap
yard in New York. They’re called scrap metal.
Marketing.
So how can a groundhog in Pennsylvania predict
weather for an entire nation, and even get national news coverage every year? There
are similar animals doing the same thing in various places:
Staten Island Chuck, General Beauregard Lee in Georgia, Chattanooga Chuck,
Jimmy the Groundhog in Wisconsin, Woodstock Willie (Woodstock, Ill.) – even a
Canadian groundhog Shubenacadie Sam (Shubenacadie, Alberta). Now you know the
Canadian beast isn’t likely to predict an early spring that far north. No one
hears about these and others like them — even a couple of groundhogs with
female names. Punxsutawney Phil evidently has a better agent.
Punxsutawney Phil has cornered the
market on getting a town to host a party in his honor while he sleeps and then
sticks his head out of his burrow to see where all the noise is coming from. He
meets dignitaries and probably gets fed special groundhog treats. People across
the country take seriously whether or not the cranky beast sees his shadow.
Marketing.
Because if you think about it, six
weeks or so after Feb. 2 is the first day of spring. Does anyone really need a
groundhog to predict the obvious?


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