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Section 5 Dance for a New Millenium Chapter 8
I was watching my television on New Year’s Eve, 1999 waiting the next predicted apocalypse to occur. Our government in all its wisdom has chosen to spend billions of dollars preventing the crash of computers worldwide. It is expected that water, electricity, airports, and other systems vital to our illusion of civilization will crumble into collapse. Some experts are even predicting the possibility of a dark age to follow. As I watch it strike the new year and the beginning of the new millennium across the planet the apocalypse fizzles and nothing much happens.
As the new millennium dawns, the traditions of oral history, the dialogue of the planet has become interconnected via electricity. I spend my New Year’s Eve, 1999 celebrating in front of my television as the networks reveal a variety of festivities across the globe. In a way I am sort of hoping for the apocalypse to arrive. I am scheduled to work early in the morning. I have intentionally left my automobile gas tank mostly empty. If the predicted computer apocalypse of January 1st, 2000 does arrive then perhaps I will be unable to drive to work. When the morning comes and civilization still stands, I am slightly disappointed.
I spend my Millennium Eve watching television with displays of fireworks, New Age musicians, pagan dancers, royal operas commissioned…






