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Luke Burgis, Dorothy Day, & why men need to dance
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Luke Burgis joins the pod to discuss his new book 'The One and the Ninety-Nine', the tribalism of the culture wars, internet Catholicism, the loss of agency, the value of IRL events, and Dorothy Day. Listen on Spotify, Apple, or YouTube.
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Shout out to our friend Sean Domencic, who’s a great writer on CST-related topics and who, more importantly, is living a life that would make Dorothy Day and Peter Maurin proud out at a CW in Pennsylvania. Check out our interview from back in 2021 on CST, Dorothy, and distributism.
As I wrote in the article about why men need to dance, too few men actually dance at parties and discos. But in reality, no one really dances in discos anymore these days. From my piece about the state of NYC discos post-COVID:
After the lockdown, going out to dance became different—in part because few people really seemed to want to dance anymore. No one really seemed to know how to have a good time anymore. They lost their chutzpah, their gusto for life, their joie de vivre. They had lost the ability to partake in spontaneous fun.
People just seemed to stay with their groups of friends, taking videos on their phones—or worse, doomscrolling on their phones—usually while vaping. No on really talked to each other, and no one really danced…at least not with passion. No one even engaged in straight up demonic activities anymore. The vibe was just blah…as if someone had sucked the soul out of the place.
Read the rest of the piece here.
No one dances at the disco anymore
Back in the day, me and my peoples used to frequent a variety of dance clubs (discos) around NYC. We were there neither to hook up, nor to get high, nor to get schwasted (but perhaps to drink just a lil bit). Rather, we were there to dance, and to enjoy each other’s company. Indeed, going to dance has always been something of a sacramental experience for me.