Dance, monkey, dance

Watch the video first, if you haven’t already seen it. (I was directed to it via boingboing)

random.pngI started off bored (I dislike this format of TV show).

I figured this would be another Susan Boyle kind of thing. “Look at the surprising places you find all this talent.”

Then I thought it was mean they were setting her up to be laughed at.

And then I realized that she’s so much better than I am. I don’t mean skill (though probably there too). I mean that she could get up and do her thing in public, and be so happy about it.

What started out as the judges laughing at her seemed to become them laughing just from the sheer joy of it.

I don’t want to know how “well” she did. I don’t care.

Happiness’ dance moved me more than any of the ballet or modern dance performances my mom drug me to as a kid.

There was not a lot of technical skill to Happiness’ dance.

But there sure was a hell of a lot of art.

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