Remember when life didn’t suck?
Yeah, me either.
I try, though, oh how I try, and lately, I’ve found that there’s something contagious about the boundless optimism that is exhibited within the context of a flash mob. Especially the flash mob I witnessed today.
Last year, I recorded the 2011 Glee Flash Mob as it made its way form Capitol Hill, to Seattle Center, to Westlake Park, and back to Capitol Hill. It was fun, and it was cool to see how the machine ran from start to finish.
This year, I didn’t have nearly as much free time, but I did want to catch at least one performance. In retrospect, I think I picked the right one.
Shortly after 2pm, I headed over to Westlake Park, and over the next hour, I hung out and watched as flash mobsters trickled in.
Just after 3:10, the show started, and moments later … my battery gave out. Fornicate my life. That’s what I get for shooting 1080p on a two year-old cell. Fortunately, I had a spare with me, and I was back up and running in about 20 seconds.
Shortly after I resumed shooting, all of a sudden, in the middle of the performance, the music stopped, and everyone hit the deck.
“What the … what is going on?”, I wondered.
Was there a power outage?
Did someone hurt themselves?
Was there a red dot on my forehead?
I was confused.
Moments later, the crowd broke into applause as one of the male mobsters grabbed a microphone, and began speaking in a voice that was inaudible. I struggled to hear what the man was saying, and as he motioned for a woman to come to him, I realized that he was proposing to someone. Not just someone, but one of the other dancers.
Oh, how … hmmm, I was conflicted.
You see, if you’re a glass half-full … half-full of urine … kind of guy like me, you no doubt hate public wedding proposals. They just seem contrived, gratuitous, and insincere. After actually witnessing one in person, however, I may have changed my mind. At least a little bit.
As the guy was proposing, the woman burst into tears, and it was actually kind of cool. At that point, I “got it”. Sort of. As far as I could tell, the woman accepted the proposal, and when the mob started back up … there the two of them stood … embracing … oblivious to the chaos around them … completely in their own world.
I have to admit, much like Macaulay Culkin at a Neverland Ranch sleepover, I was touched.
The mobsters completed their dance, and when it was over, they rushed the spouses-to-be. It really was something to behold.
All-in-all, I have to say that it was a great flash mob. Given the circumstances, perhaps the best I’ve seen yet.
After it was over, however, I mingled amongst the crowd with one, and only one goal in mind:
To verify the integrity of “the proposal”.
I mean, it sure looked real, but isn’t that the entire purpose of a flash mob? To trick people. Not in a malicious way, of course, but getting one over on the crowd with a wink and a nod is more or less why these mobs exist.
Had I been played?
I spoke with one mobster after another, and each assured me that the proposal was, indeed, real. Still, I don’t know, though. I sure hope that it was, because if it turns out to be fake, I’ll tell you one thing … I’ll never trust another flash mob again.
Anyway, mobsters, once again … well done.
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Oh, and supposedly this gentleman is actually in the Glee television show. I’m really not familiar with him, but I will say that he was exceptionally cool and gracious, posing for pictures with absolutely everyone who made the request. Damn nice guy.
Update: Apparently the guy is a look-alike. Shows you what I know about the show. I’m not sure that everyone knew that he was a look-alike, though, because they were treating him like the real deal.