I have found out you never go any where here with out stopping some where else. As we watched the ritual one of the PNPs, the darkest one, jumped into the dance and he did well. I've narrowed the dance down to this: It is part of their African heritage and what they are doing has been done for years. The dance is either a dance of the hunt or a mating dance or one depicting the normal hunt and court of women. The woman acts oblivious to the man's aggression but when she is captured or allows herself to be swayed by the hunter or suitor she thrusts into the activity. She sways her hips in his direction and then they dance closer and closer until the hips are joined and they are bumping and grinding. At first this sound sort of hedonistic but before you pass judgement, how many bars have you gone to and watched or even participated in a similar ritual. The men and women in the bar sit around and drink. A man asks a lady to dance. She refuses him but then finally the right guy comes along. They have a regular dance, they go back to the table and drink some more (Conga dances all have a lot of alcohol also) and then a particular song come on and the mood is right and they go out and grind on the dance floor. What sometimes follows is I am sure what follows in the Conga dance. Places and times change but people are about the same all over.
We keep hearing rumors of activation. I can't believe it, may be I wont allow myself to believe it. If we do get activated I will go as a filler some where, but March seems to be the magic day. If it goes on after that then perhaps, we shall see.
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