My Biggest Complaint About “Y.M.C.A.” - Standardized The “C.”

The closest thing we have to an all unifying power on this planet is “Y.M.C.A.”.

When “Y.M.C.A comes on at any stadium, no matter where you are, no matter what team you want to win, young or old, black or white, everyone will stand in unison and begin to do the dance. It’s the same anywhere you go, city to city, continent to continent - we all know the dance.

You might hate the song, but you definitely know the dance.

If aliens organized and decided to launch an attack, we should not show our resolve and fearsome resilience through mass unified prayer, not through political discourse and debate, and not through sophisticated weaponry. We should just do the dance.

Instantaneous coordination of billions of people doing the dance would intimidate the hell out of any of alien attack force and surely they would think twice about picking on a race that seemed to be so unified. Afterall, we all know the dance.

That is until we get to the “C.”.

Beat for beat, we’re all in it until the first spelling. It never fails, half of us do the “C.” correctly and half do it backwards. Get it right, standardize, practice, and practice some more.

Do the “C.” so other people can read it. The opening of the “C.” should point to your left. It’s backwards to you, but you’re not doing it for you. You’re doing it for the aliens.