Dear Bizarre Dance Troupe I Saw at the Bar

[melayneseahawk]

Yes, it's very nice that you want to be edgy and post-modern and martially precise and whatnot. And it's nice that you're donating the money you raise to some group for disabled veterans.

What is not nice is your black uniforms with silver braid, the German techno you were dancing to, and the Iron Crosses on your hats.

In a room that was predominantly gay or otherwise queer.

In a town (city) with a high percentage of Jews.

For serious, what the bloody fucking hell were you thinking?

I'm the first to tell people to forgive and forget, but I definitely spent their entire performance looking frantically for the exit. One of the friends I was with, who is also the grandchild of survivors, was pretty much doing the same thing.

And the woman in the front row who was flipping you off through the majority of your performance? Yeah, she was a surely a bit drunk, but I can definitely see where she was coming from.

If I have nightmares tonight, I certainly know who I'm blaming.

No love,
Me

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[melayneseahawk.livejournal.com]

Thanks.

Happily, the rest of the performances (it was a DC Kings show, so it had drag kings and some burlesque, and the drill team was just their guest for the night) were generally pretty good, and I was having a good enough time that I still enjoyed myself anyway.

And honestly? It would have been ok if it hadn't been German techno, and more importantly minus the Iron Crosses. I really don't know what they were thinking.

Or what the people who scheduled them were thinking. I mean really, hadn't they seen them perform before they hired them?