Beautiful women in pain and suffering in the tight clutches of Tango Creeps - In Atlanta it's called Tango Hell. Outside of Atlanta it's called Tango Heaven!
The self-appointed High Priest of the Atlanta Evangelicals took on the job of defending the honor of his women. He called me a “Tango Creep. He said:
Women have 3 Tangos which they will always remember. The first is their very first Tango. The second is their first really great Tango. The third is their first creepy Tango. From many accounts, I have heard that you hold a very special place by providing many women with the later. Actually, you are in competition with two other leaders which will remain nameless. If you are reading this and wondering if maybe you are one of the other two guys, then you are obviously doing something wrong and you know it… STOP! Stop being jerks. Just enjoy Tango and enjoy the time you dance with your partners and don’t say rude things or groan or make inappropriate comments etc. In other words, don’t be a creepy asshole.
Why doesn’t he name names? I trust that I am included in this Black List with some of the very best Dancers in Atlanta. Although he is silent on naming the others, my blog fox paw gave him the green light to black list me. What will it take for him to insult the others? Will he look them in the eye with his insults or does he just have that courage when he is on the internet? Maybe he will just continue to whisper about us behind our backs? If he has taken on the moral Crusade to clean up Altanta Tango, then he needs to name names and post wanted posters with all the Atlanta Tango Creeps, Creepettes, Jerks, Assholes and Outlaws so he can run us all out of town or ban us all from his Milonga where you only go if you want to hear the most un-danceable music in town.
The Tango Evangelicals just don’t get it. Not only do they not get it, they want to spoil the fun for those of us who do. Instead of dancing authentically with passion like the Argentines, they want us to dance in-step with them . . . like acrobats or like clowns turning cart-wheels in the Trans-Siberian Circus. Their Crusade is to protect their women from me and my evil style of dance and to reform me and my evil ways so that I will dance more open, less authentic, cold, stiff and evolved just like them. Right! When hell freezes over! No. I will continue to dance like a Milonguero or as he prefers to say, like a Tango Creep.
Just for the record:
I force no one to dance with me. I dance the way the woman wants to dance. If a woman says that I’m holding her too tight, I open up and lighten up. I may even dance with her without holding her at all with my right hand. Before I dance close with a woman who does not know how to dance, I ask her permission by saying, “Are you comfortable dancing close embrace.” If she says “Yes.” I will dance close with her. If she says, “No,” I will not. If she is trying to dance close embrace but she is not well connected I may coach her by saying, “Give me a hug, like I’m your long lost brother.” If she is not comfortable with me in any way, then she doesn’t have to dance with me again ever.
Women get to choose whether or not to dance with me. I choose not to dance with Tango Evangelical women. They choose not to dance with me. We are in violent agreement. What a relief to know that I don’t have to dance with any of these self-righteous women. I will encourage my creepy old tango friends to follow my lead. Your women will be dancing their ganchos in the center of the floor or waiting on the sidelines in Tango Hell as they watch the women we dance with enjoy the bliss of Tango Heaven.
The Tango Evangelicals are exhibitionists. They dance for the applause of the crowd.
Social dancers are not exhibitionists. We don’t dance for others. We dance for ourselves. We dance to bring joy to our partner. The joy of our dance happens when you hold your partner close in your arms, and she closes her eyes and gives herself to you and to the music and a warm smile radiates across her face as her soul soars to Tango Heaven. This is a peak experience that is so beautiful and so transcendent but so foreign to the Tango Evangelicals. Only Tango Creeps get to go to Tango Heaven. The Tango Evangelicals claim the moral high ground. Their women think that the close embrace is inappropriate touching and dirty dancing. They have a “don’t touch me, don’t touch my body, don’t hold me so tight” chip-on-their-shoulder. They have a low or no threshold tolerance for dancing close. It must cause them so much pain and suffering to be banned from Tango Heaven.
