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Why do dancers have a reputation for being dumb? This question has dogged the dance community since the
Isadora Duncan tragedy (
pictured)
. Exhaustive research has led me to the only plausible theory: dancers don't speak!
According to
Mirriam-Webster.com, which is listed under "
Favourites" on my computer, the word
dumb is defined as:
lacking the human power of speech; lacking the ability to speak. In other words, dancers lack the human power of speech and also the ability to speak. No sounds from a dancer. If a dancer falls and no one is around...
Dancers tell stories through movement. When they want someone to know something, they don't speak it. They
port de bras it, they
plie it, they
temps du cuisse it (at
Juilliard we called it
temps du queefs--LOL!).
To be fair, not all dancers are dumb;
Bill T. Jones sometimes annunciates while he is
allongeing. Also, I once saw a performance by the
Second Avenue Dance Company of
NYU's Tisch School of the Arts (at Juilliard we called it the
Kleenex School of the Farts--lol) in which some of the performers spoke as they
spoked. I refer to this phenomenon as
Le Double de Menace, or the "Threat of Two", and will join its ranks later this year, blogging and
bourreeing simultaneously during the
DancenOwnyc Festival.
Where is Walden? Honestly, I have no idea. I know two things about it: it is near a body of water, and the Thoreau in Henry David Thoreau sounds French. My guess is that Walden must be somewhere in France, and possibly in that country's most populated city, Paris. It probably borders the body of water which runs through that magnificent metropolis, the River Thames. Someday, I hope to visit Walden, especially as it appears in the name of my blog.
