on white & black folks dancing
Of course I don’t know the answer, I’m just one horrible, horrible dancing white guy – but his friend’s opinion is definitely a conversation starter:
he was saying that whenever he hears black people brag about being able to dance better than white folks, he has to laugh to himself. It’s like a kid from Harlem bragging to some Wall Street dude about the width of his gold rope. “You have to be able to dance,” my buddy said. “because you have nothing else.” On the contrary, when you see that white dude out on the floor, he’s free to just enjoy himself. He has nothing at stake–nothing hanging in the balance. For us it’s ritual. But for them–it’s just a good time. And they’re free to do that. Hell, we wish we lived in a world where we couldn’t dance.
Plus, there’s lots of win in the comments.
I highly recommend his blog in general, I find so much gold there I feel like a pirate. <insert booty joke. No, on second thought, don’t.>
Between him & Andrew Sullivan…I’ll probably wind up subscribing to the Atlantic before too long. If half the magazine is an engaging as their blog posts that’s gotta be a better value than Rolling Stone.
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