Huge gobs of sloth.

More sleeping. Huge gobs of sloth.

Much of the afternoon is spent mocking tango dancers. For example, I commend to you Pablo Alonso, shown here with his lovely partner Aja, mere seconds before she became a statistic, part of the dreadful toll that latin-american dancing takes on young people every year, particularly if they do it in high places.

Tango was not designed for people with an advanced sense of their own absurdity. Apart from Finnish Tango, but the Finns have a very strange sense of absurdity anyway. They do have a national tango, though. Apart from that, nada. It’s sometimes extraordinary that one can expend so much time on so little.