Humor

So, sometime in the past few weeks I’m dancing with a lady at Eastern Market, and at the end of the set I compliment her on her following technique, since she had picked up quickly on some oddball moves I threw in. She says to me that she was a feminist, and it had been a hard thing for her to learn to do well; to be “led.” I say to her “and I’m an evangelical Christian.” And we both had a good laugh at that without the need for further commentary. Not that we had been dancing, but that we both had to get past some of the complicating aspects of each of those respective belief systems.