OK—here’s the way I figure it. You have enough stuff in your life that makes you crazy—why read a blog that’s a constant rant?
Right—so no raging about the NRA, no screeds on The Fellowship, no angst today.
And that leaves us….
Where?
My shrink, as he often does, has the answer.
You probably know the guy—but if you’re not among the people who have seen Matt 43,000,000 times on YouTube, you should check it out. This guy has a unique dance—vaguely resembling the prairie chickens’ mating ritual—and guess what! He’s gone all around the world getting people to dance with him.
People write him emails, inviting him to their city to dance. Occasionally, he’ll post a notice on his website announcing that he’ll be in a city, and invite people to come out and dance with him. Almost 200 people turned out in Madrid, but only a handful in Viejo San Juan. No matter, he photographs everyone, gets a signed release, and then they dance.
There are some places his doesn’t get emails from. So what does he do?
Kids—they’re naturals. Until, of course, they get the bright idea of going straight up to the camera and sticking their tongues out. And he’s got it figured out—better not to give money directly to the kids, but rather the teachers. The money gets better spent.
What’s great about Matt is that he’s making a living doing something he loves. And he’s apparently quite successful—he’s managed by Creative Artists Agency and has a corporate sponsor.
So today’s post gives you a choice. An idiot having good goofy fun with half the world, or 10 or 15 people playing and singing a sublime piece of music.
Of course, you could always do both!
