Macarena for Bosnian Orphans, Dept.
Something I did not know before watching this video, itself a bit mid-’80s but also surreal: that large groups of people know how to dance Gangnam Style and will do so before a camera. Not since ‘86’s pandemic of Los Angeles crowds walking like Egyptians has a Caucasian group reached across ethnic lines so enthusiastically to assume the identity of an ethnic Other.
It was, I believe, Martin Luther King Jr. who said,
“We are the world. We are the children.
We are the ones who make a brighter day.
So let’s start giving.”
2 comments:
Dear sobsister
I am a man with five siblings, 4 brothers and a sister I am not at all close to. There's no animosity between my sister and myself, we're just not that close. Maybe if she were as witty and fabulous as yourself, I'd make more time for her.
Anyway. I visit your blog 4 or 5 times a year, and I always have a great time. I spend about the same amount of time with my sister each year, but when she and I part, I feel a rush of relief.
I've decided I'm going to tell people that you're my sister, despite the fact that you're likely a middle aged gentleman who will never know the disappointment of a menopause related neck beard.
Are you cool with that?
Thanks in advance, sis.
Your brother,
Hubertus Bellend
Dear Hubertus,
I'm honored you visit regularly and glad you enjoy your visits. Please feel free to tell people I'm your (sob)sister. I've never been anyone's sister, actually, so I'm off to see if there's a Sistering for Dummies at my local bookstore.
Regards,
-tss
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