This blog is dedicated to Tasha.  She said I was long overdue for one and said I should have plenty to blog about.  The moment of inspiration is at hand.  Thanks beanie!

GHETTO CIRQUE DU SOLEIL

I’d like to give a shout out to all of my NYC fellow MTA commuters who have sat through the many performances we see on a daily basis throughout the subway system.  I’m sure one or more of you have seen the guy with his taped up keyboard "Ain’t no joke, for real I’m broke!"...and sometimes you see him with his "wife", doing a duet while she beats one drum.  I’ve seen him alone lately, perhaps there is trouble in paradise.

There is so much entertainment, the tag team young girl and even younger boy who starts off with "Exca-use me ladies and gentlemen" and she says "pardon the interruption" and they go back and forth in dialogue to sell their candy for one dollar.

Now I get to the good part.  Ghetto Cirque Du Soleil. 

Entering from another train car are 2 or more kids, getting ready to go on the air with their own personal version of Dance Fever.  One has the radio, the others start clapping and then they flip themselves all around the car, barely missing people’s kneecaps and feet.  Some are not that lucky and end up with their foot on you by accident and definitely lose their chances of getting any money.

They roll around on the FILTHY train floor, getting their clothes extra dirty and taking home some staphylococcus and perhaps ingesting it after a hard day’s work of dancing because you know they buy food with the money to obtain the energy to dance some more, but I can pretty much guarantee they don’t wash their hands before they eat.

With all of these "urban dance movies" out there, these kids see an opportunity to make some money while doing what they love to do...dance.  Are there no community centers where they can practice and congregate as kids with a great hobby in common? 

OR

Is money the issue? 

Would love some feedback on this people!