Tuesday, September 11, 2018

Red Scare (Unexpected Flair!)

We were walking down the street the other day when we saw a large group of people all wearing bright red ball caps:







Immediately we thought, what the what?!? Please tell me that there are NOT 4 divisive words that correspond to the acronym MAGA on those hats...in Switzerland.

As we got closer, we saw that the front of the caps were blank (thank goodness).

















The group started to dance. In mass.

A flash mob. On one of the main street corners in Zug.

What's so remarkable about a flash mob in Zug is the Swiss don't do demonstrative. Or conspicuous. Or showy. From what we've observed the Swiss are generally a quiet, orderly, conservative culture. But this red hatted group boogied and clapped and whooped to loud music. In public.

Today's poem is a flash mob of dance moves:
leap
dip
waltz
skip

cha-cha
shuffle
hip-hop
hustle

swing
sway
strut
sashay

wiggle
clomp
quickstep
stomp

laugh
prance
together
dance
©2018, Bridget Magee. All Rights Reserved.

4 comments:

  1. One of my wishes is to be where a flash mob appears. Love this, Bridget, boogie on!

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    1. Thanks, Linda! It was quite the surprise. =)

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    1. I think it was one of those everyone show up and start dancing flashes. Not sure of the specifics as they were speaking German. Thanks for commenting, Joan. =)

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