Synthesis
Dave and I synthesized yesterday-he became a dancer, and I, an activist!
We came, we saw, we tango-ed on the Opera House steps for an hour and a half.
What an other-worldly experience! Truly a moving meditation. Moments of determination, hope and anger when invoking the tank man himself, bliss when surrendering to the dance and the group consciousness. Timelessness. (90 min felt like about 20 to me). Times when I faltered or drifted and the energy of the group carried me. After the first few reps, counting was forgotten and the choreography became embodied.
With each stanza, we etched the tank man’s moves deeper into memory. As dancers stepped out for occasional breaks, others stepped in and seamlessly filled the gaps, the momentum had begun and couldn’t be stopped. Ethereal yet strong.
The tango: a dance of passion and heartbreak between an ideal and reality, performed by the Everyman, his shopping bags betraying his vulnerability and the spontaneity of his action.
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