ARCHITECTS OF TOMORROW

New Review: Went to the closing performance of John Scott Dance’s #TheWhitePiece… A remarkable work in response to the human injustice, and indignity of the asylum process that refugees and their supporters must endure. 

All of the athleticism found in love, conflict, and injustice is equally expressed in John Scott’s “The White Piece.”  So should be dance that moves through a range of subject, and cultural issues, ideas, and context—with a diversified gathering of dancers.

[During a snow storm, a thief does his thing at a coffee shop in Brooklyn, NY. I chase him down and catch him. He got away with most of the cash, but at least he got tackled to the ground… didn’t get away 100%. But really? Aren’t we just fighting over a dwindling piece of the American Pie???  In this piece I attempt to draw from it, one of life’s lessons.]

These kinds of things always happen to me.  These kinds of things, I always make happen. There I was minding my own business, sitting at a table facing the barista’s counter. When arose one of those situations when you ask yourself, what would I do in-the-event-of, and why?

A thief decides to do his thing and swipe the tall tip jar from the counter, and dart out the door.  I tend to be a believer in justice, and especially when it so happens I have some sort of relationship with the victim or the doer of wrong.  I took chase.  

It was late afternoon, sun coming down, a Friday, snow storm finally beginning after hours of cumbersome rain.  With less than an inch covering the sidewalks the pursuit was a slippery challenge. Out the door, hard right, he slipped a little, I slid a little. Darting across the first cross street, which if you can imagine, has a wide mouth pitcher opening.  Originally it excepted trolley cars turning in and out.  By the time I made it across to the spout side of the street, I was gaining ground.  Thanks to my northeast roots in upstate New York, where snowfalls are as common as hip food-trucks, I’m taking short running steps, toes pointed out, heals digging in.  In New York City we, the wisest among us, wonder what they’d do if their property were snatched.  Try to remain one step ahead, after all thieves are smarter, that’s why they’re thieves.  I was doing exactly what I contemplated I would do.  Within safe reason, I would at least give an attempt at the pursuit.  I think this is so, so at the end of the day I wont feel like a complete helpless individual.  You gave it your best shot.

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