So You Think You Can Dance?

Actually, other than a couple of basic ballroom dances, I KNOW I can't dance.

I love to watch the dancers that compete and see the level of intensity, drive and talent that inspires them to fling all that they are in the dance venue on the altar of public opinion and hope that we, the great unwashed, see something of merit in them.

Voting numbers each week are a testament not only for the skill of the dancer but the speed dial feature that is on the phone. If only the frenzy that is generated by the television could help all of the talented dancers to find a place in a dance troupe that will help them to make a career of what is now only a passion.

If real life is an indicator though, most of them will find their way in things that are not related to dance. They will become parents, doctors, teachers, dock workers, waitresses, pilots and a host of other professions.

But they need to remember that the love of dance doesn't need to go away because their lives have led them to other avenues in their lives. Instead, they need to keep a back burner on, simmering a little stewpot with the magic phrase that brought them at least a moment in the lights: So You Think You Can Dance.

And unlike most of us who just dial up a vote for our favorite each week, they can answer with a resounding, "YES! I KNOW I CAN DANCE BECAUSE I WAS THERE!"