Is it a failing of my own, or has the world gone a tad mad? I cannot grasp the extent to which situations, circumstances, behaviors and relationships have dwindled to an appalling naught. Little, it seems matters as it once did. There is no desirable code of conduct among us anymore. I blame the times, our leadership, and the choices we seem to have made. Everything else is out of my grasp.
You would know who the players are by the color and cut of our clothing. This would be somewhat akin to wearing Capulet red in the Peter Martins version of Romeo + Juliet for the NYCB. No Montague would be seen in anything but one of green toned outfits.
A variant on clothes makes the man in these circumstances says that the costume establishes the person.
If there is any doubt about the truth, insist on evidence as proof. Demand, require, argue, protest, urge, exhort, and assert your unwillingness to be complicit in a lie. Insist on honesty. #Resist falsehood.
To paraphrase a complex thought, I need to break it down. “Break it down,” incidentally is a dance term as well. It involves taking the steps you’ve combined and presenting them in an effort to simplify the movements.
Some of us are better at this kind of activity, the process that makes things easier to understand. Those who are can simplify anything and make it accessible. I find it harder to break down the dystopia, for instance, of our post 2016 America into a simple sound bite. There is very little that will simplify it enough to make it easier to swallow.
Really, is that what you think?
Frankly, I need you to be completely candid with me.
Can you do that?