A BREAK IN THE ACTION

'Twas another long hard day of buying and selling in the streets
at the Centennial Olympics in Atlanta. Human beings were waiting
in a long line just to get inside the Super Store at the
Underground so they could purchase athletic apparel known as
"stadium stuff." Just outside, a deejay who called himself The
Roving Jukebox and was brought in by Underground merchants to
provide atmosphere for the buyers, began playing a song known as
Electric Boogie, which goes like this:

"Boogie-woogie-woogie...It's ELECTRIC!"

Immediately, the line of buyers fragmented. Three dozen
women--long thin young women, short round old women, black women,
white women--fell out of rank and spontaneously formed a new kind
of line. They began to perform a complicated but remarkably
synchronized dance, the electric slide. A crowd formed around
them, foreigners openly gawking at this intricate harmony of
hopping fannies and fanny packs. None of them, dancers or
gawkers, could keep the smiles off their faces. There was still
hope for the Olympics.

--GARY SMITH