

seriousposting
Forgive me for seriousposting, but I genuinely feel bad for white people (particularly cishet men) that such a huge proportion of them not only don’t know how to dance, but are terrified of dancing. That manifests in different ways, from being a wallflower to taking an aggressive stance and saying that dancing is for [slurs], but it all stems from insecurity. I mean, entrainment to a rhythm is one of the most ancient of human communal activities, and yet it’s all but locked away for crackers across the Anglosphere! I feel very lucky to have been brought up in a culture where dancing is a part of everyday life; thanks to that constant early exposure, it’s now a way I can let loose and express joy through motion. If we ever get those reeducation camps set up, I propose that we include a basic salsa class or something (shameless cultural bias—I’m open to other suggestions) to improve quality of life and social cohesion.
I think my toe walking is finally catching up with me…felt a bit of a twinge in one of my Achilles tendons today and had to awkwardly modify my gait to avoid aggravating it. Guess I’d better finally start doing those stretches.