The power of the intertubes will soon be bringing us "Mondays with Merce," a video podcast of the weekly dance class taught by legendary choreographer and dancer Merce Cunningham. We know you're excited. We know you know that Cunningham is cultural royalty, and that until now his class was only open members of his dance company and hand-picked guests. We also know it's been too long a since an 89 year old man helped you improve your pirouette. Clear out some space on that nano, your Tuesday morning commute is about to get a whole lot dancier. Also, it's not exactly going to be a free download. Here are 2000 breathless words from the New York Times.

The other day we went to American Ballet Theater at City Center. Jorma Elo's "C. to C.," set to Philip Glass's A Musical Portrait of Chuck Close, premiered on October 27th and is probs the best dance piece we've seen in years. Principal Marcelo Gomes (pictured!), so masculine yet sensitive! Julie Kent, such a cougar! Misty Copeland, vastly underrated soloist who should have been made a principal a long time ago.

Back when we originally voted Wesleyan "Most Annoying Liberal Arts College," their Interim Dean of Students Mike Whaley told the Wesleyan Argus that "like most stereotypes, the entire 'article' seems to be based on ignorance and/or malice—the desire to foster misinformation and to detract from the incredible educational experience Wesleyan (and others) offers seems clear." That "incredible educational experience" includes a class called "Feet to the Fire." "Feet to the Fire is an intensive, interdisciplinary course that melds scientific and choreographic inquiry in pursuit of one of the most important topics facing society: climate change due to global warming," the course catalog description begins.

There are so many things about the world we don't know, and if we do know them, we don't really understand them. For example, we had no idea an entire subculture had grown up around voguing — i.e., sorta dancing and contorting and flipping your limbs around in rough approximation of Madonna's antics in the video for her song "Vogue." Though the dance style ostensibly predates her, even Madge is strictly "old way" voguing; sorry, Miss Thing. Above, witness post-1990 "new way" vogue aficionados Aviance and Mecca competing in a New York vogue battle, which involves alarmingly thin queens in spandex (and goggles) demonstrating a physicality we can only describe as alien to the natural human experience.