Computer, begin recording.
Even this far away from the rhythms of Earth, it always seems like December is a busier month than all the rest, with all of the traditions running around. I swear, every day, there’s a new thing to celebrate or appreciate on this ship.
While all the activities have cut into my research time, it also seems like I’m not receiving as much material for review either. Maybe the archivists are getting into the spirit of things too.
Actually, all the celebrating has brought something to mind. Earth’s 18th, 19th, and early 20th centuries tended to foster a different sense of community for those the majority labeled ‘outcast’ or ‘deviant,’ especially around the holidays.
Found families and entire subcultures formed around the anonymity offered by the growing cities of the time. It was possible for the first time to get lost somewhere no one knew you, and it was liberating for those who are different.
In particular, my studies of LGBTQIA+ history show how this anonymity was actually essential to creating the cultures of the period. Families did not disown people who moved to the city, and it was easier to build the distance that allows people to live authentically.
The holidays tended to become a whirlwind of community events, house dinners, and more so no one missed their family. Given some of the traumatic experiences with family, some of these celebrations tended to go over the top.
There were many distinct subcultures with their own attendant traditions. They all had the community aspects in common, though, and it mirrors the melting pot of traditions that we’re experiencing on the ship this season.
Com device beeps.
“You need me where for what now? Is this a prank?”
“No? Be there in a few.”
One day I’ll get to finish one of these logs.”
Computer, end log.