Gotta Dance
December, 1989
aw, do we have to?Time was, we didn't dance. In recent memory, the picture of Jimmy Carter moping around the White House didn't give rise to exuberance. But our postmodern, ironic age is giving way to a kinder, gentler notion: We are once again permitting ourselves to be all that we can be. We are also permitting ourselves to be less than all that we can be.Dancing is a way in which we celebrate the bearable lightness of being. In dance, we are forgiven our lead-foot-edness; the ponderous bulk o...
