They Dance among Us
Today is Halloween in the USA. Thoughts that normally go along the lines of Loss Function convergence stray outside the lines... Could it be someone passing over has done one last milonga, and you've danced with this person? Might that lady dressed in black, who doesn't go to the pre-milonga lesson because "it is too early, it's still daylight," be wearing a mask to hide her vampire fangs? Have you ever been leading, and had an invisible force grab the follower's foot and put it in the wrong place, definitely not where you meant it to go? I'm sure I have seen zombie leaders infiltrate milongas of the living, slowly shuffling and scraping along... For that matter, once I stepped into a milonga and I think it was a case of the still living, me, entering a milonga of zombies all slowly shuffling along to old, slow music that the DJ had further slowed down (BTW I know a non zombie DJ who sometimes slows down a song).
A few weeks ago I was introduced to a man sitting in the corner. I had never seen him before, but he looked like the stereotypical milonguero I have seen in BA videos, for example he was wearing a suit, rare for here. His English was poor, but he handed me a dark card that said "Taxi Dancer." I thought "good luck with that" with a twinge of sadness for him; he'd be lucky to get any business. We have a friendly community! Many people dance with many people! Sure enough, I have not seen him again... but thinking along the lines of Halloween that doesn't mean he is gone...
At a recent Halloween milonga, a nice friend invited us to sit with her. We did. She told my dear wife (DW) that our community has taxi dancers at regular milongas, but she doesn't do it because it is expensive.
My DW and I later discussed this. Neither of us had perceived this was happening. DW did say she was surprised at cases where a good leader kept dancing with followers who were clearly not as good as she is while never inviting her, but now she knows a possible reason. I'm surprised I had not caught on to this. Maybe my mysterious taxi dancer contact has been working in the shadows, unseen by me...
Taxi dancers, they dance among us.