Rhyming rythms pounding off the wall as starlites race across faces in the spotlight and strangers in the darkness. In dim lite corners small groups gather with stories of happy times and family lore.
As the rythms fade and a soft melody begins, two men emerge from the shadows and move throught the crowd to the center of the room.
Men who are willing to sacrifice themselves for a belief in a greater good. To give their lives in a demostration of rebellion against bigotry and for liberty and equality.
As the men reach their target. A curious face begins to wonder, an angry heart starts to pound, a generous soul cracks a smile, but hatred rules the crowd.
In the center of the room the two men turn and say I love you to each other, kiss and begin the "Suicide Waltz".
The men in this senario are "Sucidal Dancers". Part of an army of Gay couples willing to infiltrate weddings (the more red the state the better), at great personal threat, and confront oppression by dancing to a love song.
