Attendants wiggle festively within the rotted-out disco carcass. Writhing to the dying beat of Relational Dialectics while throbbing walls of carrion ironically frame a new paradigm of Symbolic Interaction. A veritable “birth of death,” if you will.
How has it come to this?
Theories abound, and people grasp at them like straws at a coke party. Sure, sure -- all the dancing, rocking and other artistic hedonizing has always been a means to an end, in the Meat Market of Social Penetration Theory.
But when the very “means” themselves are a devalued form of cultural capital in the red, the charade of creativity as segue-into-your-pants is stripped bone-clean.
And what next?
Burning Man, anyone?
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