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Re: [TANGO-L] Tango Argentino-Escape from Real Life



Dear Arhtur,

Money, investments, credit cards...But alas, your small penis problem and
your HIV cannot be cured by your exorbitant wealth  or, I am sorry to
report, by Tango.  If you are having so much angst with all your material
possessions, why don't you try sharing them with people whose main angst
involves finding enough food to survive. I as an Argentinian, am sorry to
say that you don't really understand tango.

Lisandro

----- Original Message -----
From: "Arthur Greenberg" <AHGberg @AOL.COM>
To: <TANGO-L @MITVMA.MIT.EDU>
Sent: Saturday, February 22, 2003 5:11 PM
Subject: [TANGO-L] Tango Argentino-Escape from Real Life


> Hi Listeros:
>
> Someone asked me the meaning of Tango! I was at Roberto's milonga at
Derek's
> Dance Center.    I said that it is a pleasurable way to escape from the
harsh
> realities of life.  They told me that Tango IS Life!   Life however,  has
so
> many more  varying problems that are so difficult to address successfully:
> money: earnings-savings-iinvestments, mortgage and credit card problems,
> physical and mental  health, marital problems, boyfriend-girlfriend
problems,
> sex and its current accompanying communicable diseases.  The difference
> between Love and Herpes...is that love goes away while Herpes (and HIV)
lasts
> forever (a life-time).  What about the constant problem of aging:
> educational, career and job problems, general material problems of House,
> Condo, Apartment problems, decorating,
> furnishing....automobiles-motorcycles-bikes and finally after all is said
and
> done (with) there is still the question of diversion!  How should I spend
my
> leisure time.  Should I watch my new TV ($6,000 for a flat LED  screen)
> listen to my stereo (compact disks).  Should I go to the Gym and work-out
to
> stay "fit" and acquire/maintain my muscularity.  Should I install a bomb
> shelter in my residence or put up bars on every window or should I move
into
> some  condo tower in the sky, inaccessible to terrorists.  Whoops!  (I was
> wrong aboout being out of danger on the 103 floor of the Twin Towers in
NYC.)
>  (What am I going to do with all that newly acquired "duct tape" and rolls
of
>  plastic sheathing????  Maybee I should get into politics and run for
public
> office.  I  must confess that although I have tried very hard to shield
> myself from the inconsequential daily b---s you cannot escape from the
daily
> travail of life. Should I go to the spa and spend $800 to $1,000 on
massages,
> make up, mani and pedicures.  Should I have a face lift.  I am beginning
to
> look "old" around the eyes.  Should I hire a maid to help me clean the
house,
> cook and serve the food, clear the table and wash the dishes.... and wash
and
> iron my clothes?  Maybe I can go on a diet and lose weight!  Perhaps I can
> get a "hair transplant" or go on a rogaine program  to cover the spots on
my
> head where my scalp is beginning to show too much!  Maybe I should  stop
> going to my psychiatrist and  instead, spend the money to get a nose  job.
> Perhaps I need liposuction or breast enhancement.  Perhaps I should get
> a wax job so I can look neater in my bathing suit that shows so much skin
> (with hair in the wrong places!)  So I am not the world's greatest
lover...I
> am going broke spending so much on viagra.  What about those daily offers
of
> organ enlargement that are landing in my E-Mail box.  Should I get a new
Cell
> Phone that sends pictures and receives faxes or just use the old one that
> just makes and receives telephone calls.  Should I fire the gardener and
pave
> the troublesome lawn.  Should  I buy a nice hummer for $102,000 and get
rid
> of my Jaguar and Porche.   I just took my three pairs of "mangled  and
worn"
> dance shoes.....half soles only No heels!..... cost $23 per pair.  Then I
> won't be intimidated by those guys driving the big pick-up trucks with the
> giant wheels.  Boy Life can really get complicated.
>
> So what was my alternative?  I found a group of people  who have escaped
from
> reality!
> they were locaated in a lace they called a "milonga"!  My first question
of
> course was, "What does one do in a milonga?"  We just escape from all
those
> real life hassles and enjoy ourselves doing Tango Argentino.  Some how
they
> do not dance Tango Argentino in Montevideo.  They dance "Tango de la
Platte!
>  It looks the same but is called
> something different. So twenty years later, I am still escaping from life
and
> dancing Tango (de la Platte) Argentino!
>
> What you say! My Hummer was just stolen from the parking  lot outside the
> milonga.  Oh Boy!  Back to reality!
>
> Arturo
> West Pallm Beach, Florida, USA
>