Life Slapping is the new Ballard
posted by October 27 at 14:40 PMon
Slapping is in. Slapping is current. Slapping is what the kids are doing. Can anyone explain it, this new, weird trend? I got slapped so many times last night that my hearing is off today, like I’m underground, or underwater, or walking around with paper towel rolls on each ear. And since no one actually slapped me on the ears, I can only attribute this to my brain getting a bit bashed around inside my skull. I have a touch of coup contrecoup.
Last night’s slapping occurred at Havana, at a costume/dance party to raise money for Washington Ensemble Theatre, where, in the “slapdance,” I was paired with Marya Sea Kaminski. We began by placing a hand on the other’s cheek. Gradually we worked up to harder hitting. Once I hit her too hard so she got to hit me hard back. Then Brendan Kiley walloped me. This was all while dancing.
A couple days before, a house party I went to—a party also involving Brendan Kiley—also devolved into a slapping war.
Erik, an acquaintance I always run into at the Hideout, was slapping people a couple months ago, random people, at the Hideout and other places. As he explains, the natural inclination of humans is to not want to be hit, but “in reality when you slap someone, usually they like it.” This is, of course, not always the case. Erik (who is straight) was so slap-happy that when he traveled to Austin a few months ago and met a cowboy in a bar, he slapped him. How did the cowboy respond? “He and his friends took me outside and beat me up.”
But here in Seattle, slapping is met with a this-is-fun, live-to-the-fullest, we’re-all-gonna-die-at-some-point, it-doesn’t-hurt-that-bad what-the-hell-ness. It’s odd. It’s wonderful. It’s hard to explain.