I dance when the sand is hot on the beach — the “Ow !” dance. I dance when I need rain — the “Rain” dance. I dance when harvest is complete — the “Harvest Celebration” dance. Earthquakes encourage it just to stay on your feet. I even dance when standing in line at a Porta-Potty event — the “Gotta Go” dance. Dancing at a “dance” might intrigue me if the beat is good.
Then why is the first thing I am told at a Downtown street event with wonderful music and wonderful bands that dancing is not allowed? “It’s not covered by the insurance policy.” Insurance oppression at its best. I am sorry to say that if it is spite you want then it is spite you will get.
To my understanding, there is no law against dancing in public or otherwise. If there was, I think we would all be in trouble and our progressive society would be reverting back to a time of shameful, oppressive thoughts — thoughts that you would have typically seen in other countries during the Cold War era.
I’m sorry. I think I’m gonna dance, dance and dance some more. And I will accept all responsibility if I stub my toe or trip my wife while doing so — thank you!
Get a different insurance company, if need be, while you still have the freedom to do so. Take personal responsibility for actions taken. The Affordable Care Act or “Obamacare” will not work for the same reasons.