#266 The Migratory Patters of Dancers- Katherine Sparrow
Five men are about to embark on an adventure, a cross
country migration. Like birds, the season calls to them: “When the change comes
there’s nothing for it but to start moving. That’s what birds always did, and
with how they modified us, we’re no different.”
They have been genetically modified into bird-like creatures
and along their migration perform dances of extinct species like sandhill
crains, tundra swans, American kestrals, black terns, and California condors.
“They’ve genemodded us into gods.”
This is a crazy view into a world that has destroyed it’s
wildlife gleefully and now celebrates a fake look at that wildlife,
hero-worshiping falseness. It’s also a
story about being true to yourself, no matter what that self is; that no matter
how much of yourself is owned or controlled by something else, you are still an
individual controlling your own fate.
To a lesser degree and maybe one I’m making up, this looks
like a satire on modern athletics, performance enhancing elements,
sponsorships, and integrity. The migration they go on is by bicycle and,
similar to the Tour De France, is 2,000 miles long and 22 stages. The dances
are like the post-stage press conferences, with the winners dancing and
pretending to be an extinct species…a clean, honest, athlete.
“No matter how slick our bikes are, when it comes down to it
they are still one-hundred percent powered by our legs and nothing else. So
we’ll do anything we can to make it easier. We’re lazy like that.”
Notable Passage: “It’s a big sky in Montana, everyone knows
that, but the way it makes me feel lonely is all my own.”
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