The bottom line is, all dances, when they first come out, are likened to sex. And they’re not sex. They’re dances. They all look strange to the old bats like me, rise in popularity anyway, then are destined to be made fun of by the younger generations who in turn come up with their new dancing forms (The Twist, anyone? Disco?).
It’s a beautiful evolution, really. Just keep it off my lawn, you damn kids.
- It's the third day of the Democratic National Convention. Here's where things stand 🇺🇸