with Ges Seger

THE DANCING DIATRIBE

Opinions on the State of Irish Dance Today

Partly to control a volatile temper, I try to be a calm and easy-going person. It therefore takes a significant provocation (on the order of witnessing an average day's work by the 88th Comm Group or being stuck behind someone who merges onto an interstate and then realizes they're doing 40 in a 65 zone) for my self-control to break down catastrophically. Sometimes, this happens when I am in Irish Dancing mode.

The following pages are what happens when I snap. You, the reader, may find them provocative or even incendiary. That's OK, for they're supposed to be both. They may also make you laugh, cry, scream in outrage, or want to set up a website yourself to rant about how clueless I am, but I'm OK with that, too. If, however, they make you sit back and think about something that's not quite right about how this thing called Irish Dance is done in North America, then I've done my job. So, enjoy.

ObCYA

The opinions expressed in these pages are solely mine. They are NOT the opinions or official positions of either:

You have been warned.