Sep 19 2007
Ghost Dance Bop
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By Adam Engel
9/19/07
Fairies, Angels and UFOs will come, Ares and Aphrodite too (he’ll come like Gary Cooper in a tux and she in sequins like Marlene Dietrich — or is it the other way?) so loud was the Rhythm of LIFE, so ineffective, but fun to make some noise and dance. We’ll dance on THEIR graves and on our own; clang our pots and smoke them; amplify our ukuleles, bang the ear-drums slowly, meltdown decibel boom or bust and
WELCOME TO THE WOODSTOCK, D.C. GHOST DANCE JAMBOREE (AND ARMAGEDDON TOO)!
Greed, fear and Muzak be damned! We’ll have a blast (pun intended), and know this doesn’t have to be, this Thanatos Waltz, although it is and was and ever always puff of us poof of us bodies in time to be forgotten.
Oh well. Big deal. Shut up. Dance. Dance or die. Dance and die. Don’t matter: do the bunny hop hustle bump and grind jitterbug Charleston go go go, L’il sister, show yer hoochie koochie cuckoo shoes nude to the waist oh darlin’ lemme part yer beet curtains it’s only for one night a life without consequence, a Dance without memory or permit.
Pick an issue, any issue, the environment the economy the wars in Asia, Africa, South America, Middle East gangland drug land terror land if you don’t think this is bats you’re surely bats don’t matter anyway bro’ just dance!
And NO this DOES NOT HAVE TO BE!
Oh Puppets of Weltschmerz! Why must we cower before our deranged Fearer and his gas-bag gang of fools (surely they’re out of their league and their minds)? Every one of them, like Mad Adolph, yearns to be Gott of his own psychotic Dammerung. It does not HAVE to be, but verily, it will.
Sooooooooooo…
Let the people converge (and dance). Set out on this vast night pilgrimage (and dance) to their own “Capital” (and dance), the seat of “Democracy” (and dance), the power node (and dance), the monad (dance, dance), Stonehenge the Potomac dance, dance, dance!
If it’s gonna be The End let’s be NAUGHTY tootsie waggin’ two-step shake them Botox baby, go go go!
Or maybe it won’t be the end at all. Maybe this DOES NOT HAVE TO BE.
But this is so apocalyptic ain’t no march on Washington 100,000 people and great speeches the beginning of something but then what? Malcolm X said THE MAN wanted every one of those folks outta town by sun down and sure enough every one of those folks was outta town by sundown what kind of deal is that as historian John Henrik Clarke said enough show biz enough celebrity speeches enough Million Man March (and no women) then back to the same old Nothing With Cream On Top nonsense…oh enough! Really enough. The world indeed was too much with us.
Sooooooooo -
dance dance dance! Americans, come out of your homes and walk (before you dance). Pack your backs and papooses, gather your rations, whatever you can carry, this is not Exodus but In-To-Us we’re all converging on the CENTER that’s not even a state!
There’s 280 million people in this country and every goddamn one of them has got to go to Washington and DANCE! What the hell they gonna do kill 280 million of us? And with what, Nukes? Bio weapons? This is the MAN’S town even if he is a Wall-Street-flower, even if he skee-daddles like HE did during the 9/11/01 attacks, just gets in HIS plane and leaves. Even if the hallowed halls of Congress are empty - doesn’t matter either way, does it? just more space to dance - nobody’s gonna do anything to anyone because 280 million people won’t even fit in D.C. — we’ll be all over the place, massing upon Maryland, vexing Virginia, teeming o’er Tennessee. And nobody has to worry about going back to your jobs because your boss is comin’ too if he knows what’s good for him and that’s not a threat it’s an explanation: they’re talking NUKES again, first strike, the whole shebang. This is absolutely outta control (don’t even talk about the environment don’t go there don’t have time) and anyway, if all 280 million of us converge then who are the MIGHTY MILITARY MEN gonna be shootin,’ their own families for gods sake?
“Biblical, epochal …yeah, yeah, yeah” or whatever Gerry Garcia and the Beatles said at one time or another THIS IS OUR CHANCE so let’s dance the last dance in honor of Donna Summers and leisure suits.
Oh, Citizens of Mexico, Canada and anywhere else in the Americas if you can make it across the boarder and I’m sure you can cause the cops’ll have their hands full trying to get us the hell out of OUR capital city, YOU ARE INVITED.
We SHALL overcome by voting with our feet - thump, thump - by demanding to be seen and heard - thump, thump - by demanding EVERYTHING immediately and sooner, no refunds, and reminding the folks in power that they’re not in power after all. They’re fired!
Sooooooo -
shake yer booty, booby (an yer boobies too!), quake rattle rock and roll!
Look upon this dance, ye Mousy, and DESPAIR!
Adam Engel is taking dance lessons. Anyone with decent tunes, or heavy-duty audio equipment and HUGE POWERFUL amps can contact him at
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WOODSTOCK! DANCING! END OF THE WORLD! DANCING! NUKES! DANCING! HOPELESSNESS! DANCING! WELTSCHMERZ! DANCING! HOPE! DANCING! MADNESS! DANCING! BEAUTY! SEX! DANCING! NIHILISM! DANCING! ARMAGEDDON! DANCING! CREATION! NEW BIRTH! DANCING! SHIVA! DANCING! KALI! DANCING! TORAH! DANCING! CHRIST! DANCING! MUHAMMAD! DANCING! BUDDHA, LAOTZE, CONFUCIUS! DANCING! APRHODITE, APOLLO, ZEUS, HERA! DANCING! EVERYBODY DANCING! BECAUSE–THIS IS ALL WE HAVE. THIS IS ALL THERE IS. IT’S SUBLIME, TRAGIC, PROFANE, NOBLE. THANKS FOR SAYING IT AGAIN, ADAM. THANKS FOR REMINDING US, FOR WITNESSING.
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