Proud to be a spectator
by Swirly Rat Jr.
as I get ready for Burning Man÷sorting through all of my camp stuff, making
sure I have my ticket, gathering all of my "cooler than you are in the
desert" clothes÷I am invariably reminded of the First Commandment of
Burning Man: There Shalt be No Spectators.
And I say
to myself the same thing I always say when I'm reminded of another, more
well-known, First Commandment: "Ha ha ha ha ha! Yeah, right!"
mind that this just may be some sort of defense mechanism on my part for never having my shit
together enought to do something cool like
Spacey-Alterna-Modern-Primitive-Hippie-Industrial Body Painting Stage, or
"Ooops I Forgot To Bring Enough Food and Water Can I Borrow Some Of
Yours" Camp, I decided to recline on my chaise lounge and simply admit to
myself that I am a Spectator÷and
proud of it, dammit!
there are others out there like me. I will be ashamed no more. Now it's time to
tell my story, in the hopes that
Spectators everywhere can tailgate with pride, instead of having to wear last
year's Halloween costume all weekend, existing in four days of Hypocritical
Hell. Here is why I am proud to be a Spectator:
I Have a Life!
true. I have more important things to do than spend an entire year÷or even a
month for that matter÷planning for Burning Man. Hell, I'm not the one organizing this thing. I don't need more
complications in my life like, who's got the drivers license for the jet car,
or how are we going levitate the stage when the metal drum cover band shows up.
And I definitely don't need to network at a zillion-plus Burning Man parties
before the event even happens. Besides, we all know those parties are just an
excuse to get drunk and spy on what everyone else is going to do out on the
I Am Poor
One year, I
was all set to rent a Hummer and a bunch of hunky Marines to help me survive in
the harsh desert environment. Instead, I ended up in a pup tent, sharing a
space blanket with another person and their dog.Ê
I make less
money than anyone I know and I'm going to use this space to bitch about it. I
am way below the poverty line, yet I still go to Burning Man÷which in reality
is probably just plain stupid. Let's face it: this thing costs money. I can barely
afford to be here, much less afford to build some grand playa art installation
or make some elaborate costume. And don't give me any crap about how I could
make sculptures out of beer cans, or that "just being here is
participating." Because that brings me to my next point:
Just Being Here is not Participating
believe this then chances are, you're a Spectator in Participator's clothing
(or lack there of, whichever the case may be). Just being here is as
participatory as going to the mall, playing videogames in the arcade, and then
saying you spent the afternoon street fighting or driving a tank. Mascara
doesn't count as body paint, and going four days without shaving doesn't make
you an activist.
around÷how many people right now are on their way to something, or staring at
an art installation, or watching a performance. You know what that's called?
You got it÷it's called spectating, and they're Spectators. Everyone is watching
everyone else, so everyone is actually more of a spectator than a participant.
It Doesn't Add Up
at the numbers. There are at least 10,000 people here÷probably more, but for
the sake of argument, let's say 10,000. And there are around 400 or so theme
camps. So far, we have a total of 4000 people putting up structures or at least
some really fancy tents. Now let's throw in some bands, artists, clowns,
drunks÷no wait, I mean performance artists÷and general freaks running around.
Let's say 1000 people. That gives us only 5000 people. Getting the picture?
That leaves us with 50 percent of the Black Rock City population doing
something, while the other half sit on their asses drinking beer instead of
water, changing diapers, and trying to get laid. Oh yeah, and spectating! It
should be noted that I am excluding media-types from the numbers here, as I
don't consider them people.
I know I have. It's time to end this hypocritical dogma! Be proud to be a
Spectator! I am here to tell you that you are not alone. There are many of us
out here. Let's celebrate our keen ability to have fun by letting someone else
do all the work. Laugh at the freaks, and then go back to your camp. Set up the
chairs so you can watch the Burn from the safety of your own
"backyard." That way you can knock back a few just like you do when
you watch TV. I know that's what I'm going to do.