The floor on which people dance out their lives has changed in dramatic ways. Unforeseen and unpredictable events have washed away the old floor, replacing it a floor, both larger and differently configured. On it more people, many more, gather to dance. But they don’t dance to old familiar tunes. Nor is choreography of the past repeated. They move to a new rhythm and snap their fingers to a new beat, while swinging with new partners long into the night.
Written by
Sam Webb
I'm a long-time socialist and activist, but new to the blogging world. I hope to bring a different perspective on politics, sports, culture, and Marxism. Besides blogging, I also leave plenty of time for swimming, hiking, ESPN, music, reading, drinking good beer, and, not least, my family and friends. I wish I could play basketball, but my knees ruled out that possibility long ago.
While I currently reside in New York, my politically formative years were spent in Portland, Me. and Detroit during the 1970s and 1980s. I graduated from St. Francis Xavier University in Nova Scotia (where I played basketball) and received a MA in economics from the University of Connecticut.
I was the national chairperson of the Communist Party, USA from 2000 until 2014 when I stepped down at the convention. In 2016 I resigned from the Communist Party two years later. We were no longer on the same page.
