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In the end this book argues that all the mental illnesses and depression that people suffer in society today is caused by lacking of organic spontaneous collective joy.
But everything is sourced and cited so this is a great source book on how came to be that white Europeans are so poor dancers compared to Africans.
Feb 28, Gavin rated it it was amazing. Ehrenreich leads the reader through ecstatic rituals' persistent effervescence in spite of authoritarian campaigns against collective joy, and the solidarity it can inspire.
As a white American, I have always felt an important part of myself locked down, and tied up. Ehrenreich identifies it as a practice of social movement that's been stripped from me over long generations of Orwellian memory-holes.
Jul 28, Larry Bassett rated it it was ok Shelves: nonfiction , history. Barbara Ehrenreich is one of my hero authors because of her books Nickel and Dimed and Bait and Switch.
She has written a number of other books but these two address social issues that I find particularly compelling. They are also books where her writing is quite personal and succinct.
On the other hand Dancing in the Streets hammers home its points by excessive repetition. For example, in the Introduction Ehrenreich writes a twenty page thesis on ceremonies that she considers celebratory in som Barbara Ehrenreich is one of my hero authors because of her books Nickel and Dimed and Bait and Switch.
For example, in the Introduction Ehrenreich writes a twenty page thesis on ceremonies that she considers celebratory in some way. Hardly any of these examples, and there are many, are unique.
Most are of the same nature but in different cultural settings. She calls these ecstatic rituals. This point is made and made, then made again.
Enough, Barbara, I get the point. In Dancing in the Streets she looks in the other direction for positive examples. This takes the form of an academic thesis, like Blood Rites , with fifty pages of notes, bibliography and index.
I am tempted to put both these books in the reference section of the library and only go to it when I am interested in seriously exploring the topics.
These are not for bedside reading tables. I cannot celebrate Dancing in the Streets although from the catchy title I expect an enjoyable experience.
But it is more represented by the serious subtitle A History of Collective Joy. And since so much of the book is devoted to the loss or absence of festivals, we might subtitle it The Loss of Collective Joy.
So, I guess, my reaction to the book really had to do with expectations. I was looking for something catchy and readable and I got a deep, serious viewpoint.
I was hoping for the happy personal celebration of a sports victory of my home team but got the formal experience of the choir singing the Hallelujah Chorus.
Furthermore, she explores the collapse of paganism beginning with the rise of Christianity. The parallels between Jesus and Dionysus are striking as Ehrenreich lists them.
The current conflict in the Church between speaking in tongues and patient listening, between ecstatic dancing and sedate sitting was in the front of my mind as I read this section.
To accept the course of evolution if I may use that word! It mostly does not work if one is dogmatic. Ehrenreich explores the reasons carnivals, large public parties, declined in frequency.
Ehrenreich does occasionally drift off course. Sometimes the drift is interesting but only tangentially related to collective joy!
And it should be emphasized that the new concern to separate eating from excreting, and one human body from another, had nothing to do with hygiene.
Bathing was still an infrequent, even — if indulged in too often — eccentric, practice, the knowledge that contact with others and their excreta can spread disease was still at least two centuries away.
In what seems to me to be another excursion into the barely related, Ehrenreich devotes a twenty page chapter to melancholy in the s ascribing it as the 17th century version of our depression.
What does this have to do with Dancing in the Streets? If the destruction of festivals did not actually cause depression, it may still be that, in abandoning their traditional festivities, people lost a potentially effective cure for it.
What was the cure for melancholia in the late 16th and early 17th century? Eat, drink and be merry. Go to a festival!
What, you say the festivals have been excluded from the churches and banished from the countryside? Oh my! I know of no attempts in our time to use festive behavior as treatment for depression, as if such an experiment is even thinkable in a modern clinical setting.
There is, however, an abundance of evidence that communal pleasures — ranging from simple festivities to ecstatic rituals — have served, in a variety of cultures, as a way of alleviating and even curing depression.
But the years of European expansionism sent somber folk out to conquer the world and end the festivities wherever they were encountered. We are still talking about loss of Dancing in the Streets.
And then — Sieg Heil! But are they experiencing joy or crowd psychology? And then we are brought to the present time when Dancing in the Streets is brought to you by rock concerts indoors and then outdoors.
And the thrill of the home run or goal or basket or great play or political victory can bring a crowd to their feet in collective celebration.
We have lived this part of celebration and it brings the book to an ending where Ehrenreich ponders whether the days of carnivals will ever return with its ecstatic joy.
The book has mostly related the extinction of carnival-like events over the centuries. It is full of academic speculation and recollection.
It seems to go back to the beginning of human life in a well researched canvas of vanishing planned and spontaneous collective joy.
It is too much like a book that the professor might assign parts of for a sociology class. Dancing in the Streets is similar to Blood Rites in its academic approach to the topic.
And since I had already read Blood Rites , I was not crushed with disappointment to find the drone of an academic thesis.
I just did not find excitement in either book. I also would have appreciated a few portions about how to find the path to more collective joy. Oct 19, Richard Reese rated it really liked it.
I was intrigued when our book group selected Dancing in the Streets by Barbara Ehrenreich. Cultures slid further away from intimate connections to the family of life, and human societies grew from small clans of friends and family into sprawlin I was intrigued when our book group selected Dancing in the Streets by Barbara Ehrenreich.
Cultures slid further away from intimate connections to the family of life, and human societies grew from small clans of friends and family into sprawling megalopolises inhabited by millions of strangers.
They did not worship invisible deities, because that required a vivid imagination. Instead, they had profound reverence and respect for their forest, which was not invisible, and gave them everything they needed.
This love often inspired song, dance, and jubilation. Paradise was where their feet were standing. He then sits down or lies on the ground and laughs still louder.
Pygmies had no word for evil. I imagined a book to help us remember how essential it was, for health and sanity, to spend our lives in intimate daily contact with the family of life, in a thriving undefiled ecosystem — the mode of living for which we evolved.
Its time window was the era of civilization, beginning with brief glimpses of Canaanite orgies, and the lusty Dionysian cults of Greece.
The main focus was on Europe in the last years. For most, life in medieval times majored in backbreaking drudgery and poverty.
Folks avoided insanity by taking breaks for festive gatherings — carnivals where people wore costumes and masks.
There was singing, dancing, drinking, and good-natured mockery of their superiors. The struggles of daily life were left behind, as peasants and nobles joined together, rolled down their socks, and dissolved into a sweet whirlwind of joyful noise and ecstatic celebration.
There were big cultural changes when puritanical cults appeared on the stage, with their fanatical intolerance.
Calvinism descended like a hard frost on fun. Pleasure was of the devil. Festivities were banned. The music stopped. Get back to work!
Naturally, this led to an epidemic of morbid melancholy depression. Over time, multinational salvation-oriented religions drove wedges into cohesive social relationships.
Believers were encouraged to regularly contemplate their shortcomings, and worry about where their souls would reside in the afterlife.
Missionaries were rigid, racist, domineering, and intolerant — dour and cheerless people who never laughed. Savages were no longer allowed to practice their traditional ecstatic rituals, because they were devil worship.
Joy became a mental illness. Ehrenreich wrote in , but her chapter on the rise of fascist nationalism could have been written this morning.
Following their defeat in , Germans were down and out. Hitler revived their spirits with mysticism, color, and pageantry.
Hitler was a masterful performer and bullshit artist who entranced vast crowds with his highly animated oratory, repeatedly shouting slogan after slogan.
Around the perimeter, antiaircraft searchlights were aimed straight up into the night, creating an awe-inspiring circular colonnade of light beams.
Folks were spellbound by the sight of thousands of soldiers, in crisp new uniforms, goose-stepping with astonishing precision, to the thundering drumbeats.
Like the Pied Piper, Hitler tried to unify and lead all good Germans to a heroic racially pure Teutonic utopia. On the streets, gangs of roughneck brown shirts with swastika armbands aggressively harassed the socialists, Jews, and other undesirables.
The swing music of racially inferior Negroes was banned. Military spectacles were a powerful way to manipulate crowds. The barrage of high energy nationalism whipped them up.
But being orderly spectators was far less interesting than enthusiastically participating in singing, dancing, and merrymaking.
Nazi events were heavily policed. Eventually, the parades and speeches got boring. After the Hitler show was reduced to rubble, Ehrenreich discussed two new fads that seemed like modern attempts to revive ecstatic rituals — rock music, and sporting events.
White kids discovered what black folks had known for a long time — tune into the beat and shake those hips. Letting yourself go led to ecstatic experiences.
At Beatles concerts, the music was often drowned out by the intense screaming and shrieking of thousands of girls.
At football and soccer games, crowds quit being passive spectators. Events took on carnival characteristics.
They put on costumes with their team colors, and painted their faces. There were synchronized crowd movements, chants, dancing, feasting, and singing.
Eventually, the crowds got so loud and distracting that the players on the field complained. Over time, games began to increasingly take on aspects of nationalistic military spectacles.
There were marching bands, precision drill teams, celebrities, loud music, flag waving, national anthems, and fireworks. Modern psychology is focused on self-control, being a dependable human resource in an industrial society.
Old fashioned communal festivities were focused on escape from routines, losing the self, and becoming one with the soaring ecstasy of big joy.
I wish that Ehrenreich had invited Jacob Grimm into her story. Long, long before the plague of Puritans, Europeans had deep roots in their ancestral lands, places that were spiritually alive with sacred groves, streams, mountains, animals, and fairies.
The mountains all round are lighted up, and it is an elevating spectacle, scarcely paralleled by anything else, to survey the country for many miles round from one of the higher points, and in every direction at once to see a vast number of these bonfires, brighter or fainter, blazing up to heaven.
At a signal… the wheel is lighted with a torch, and set rapidly in motion, a shout of joy is raised, and all wave their torches on high, part of the men stay on the hill, part follow the rolling globe of fire as it is guided downhill to the Moselle.
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Jun 10, Dale Rosenberg rated it really liked it. This history and exposition of ecstatic rituals and festivity by Barbara Ehrenreich is fascinating, disturbing, and ultimately uplifting.
Ehrenreich posits that we as humans are hard-wired to experience collective joy, to use human community for positive rituals and activities that connect us with one another and with the divine, however we understand that.
Full of examples, Ehrenreich starts with ancient civilizations and their rites and moves forward through medieval festivals to the repressio This history and exposition of ecstatic rituals and festivity by Barbara Ehrenreich is fascinating, disturbing, and ultimately uplifting.
Full of examples, Ehrenreich starts with ancient civilizations and their rites and moves forward through medieval festivals to the repression of festivity that came along with Calvinist religion and market based economies in Europe in the early modern period.
This repression not only wiped out much of the rites of collective joy in Europe but also through European domination of much of the world suppressed festivity in colonized countries.
Ehrenreich - by training a scientist - reviews the neurological causes and effects of trance, collective dancing and chanting, and other manifestations of collective joy.
She distinguishes between festivity - in which everyone participates - and spectacle - where there is a strong distinction between active performers and a passive audience whose only role is to applaud, cheer, or engage in prescribed rituals.
In her later chapters, she talks about how some contemporary spectacles became "festivalized. She also talks about the festivalization of sport, where onlookers get up and shout, wear costumes and face paint, perform rhythmic motions like the Wave , and sing and clap along to musical interludes.
These are all actvities that were absent from concerts and sports in the first half of the twentieth century and Ehrenreich makes a good argument that they were inserted because of our collective need for festivity.
The book made me think a lot about what is and has been spectacle and what festivity in my own life as well as the soul-nourishing effects on me personally of collective joy, both religious and secular.
It helped me distinguish between events like Trump rallies like Hitler's Nuremburg rallies, they are tightly controlled spectacle and Gay Pride parades and festivals where we all festively participated and the distinction between marchers and observers was blurred.
A thought provoking and ultimately optimistic book. One caveat: I "read" this on audio book. The reader mispronounced a bunch of foreign words in languages I do know, so I assume she mispronounced others as well.
For example, she pronounced the Hebrew word for holiday like the English word "hag" and when talking about the Breslov Hasidim on their march to their rebbe's grave referred to the city of Uman as "You-mon" and the rebbe as their "reb-uh.
Jan 22, Greg Talbot rated it it was amazing. Emma Goldstein - "If I can't dance, I don't want to be part of your revolution" Have we done ourselves the great diservice.
Too disembodied from our minds and hearts to feel that human connection. Distancing ourselves from the grosser and sensual pleasures of collective enjoyment, we live luxirous privileged spoiled lives, but languish in feeling complete or fulfilled.
There are ways we still connect as a group in sporting events, rock concerts, and online forums. But the story Ehrenreich tells i Emma Goldstein - "If I can't dance, I don't want to be part of your revolution" Have we done ourselves the great diservice.
But the story Ehrenreich tells is one of lost freedoms to express. Ehrenreich's storied and thought-provoking chapters give us perspective on how ecstatic rituals, dance, and communion with others promoted community.
Worships found the Greek God Dionysus akin to a divine presence that wandered as a rock star. With his blessing there would be sordid dancing or saturnalia.
In these pagan days, we are reminded people didn't just worship a "God", they identified with one. Boldly Ehrenreich describes how the early Church was full of low-class dancing, bawdy hymns, graveyard singing.
But as the Church became a societial pillar holidays and structured events were reserved for celebration. The spontaneous joy and pagan festiveness was less tolerated, and by the time Martin Luther came around, almost any joy was seen as sinful.
We chart the historical chapters on Calvinism, imperialism to the Americas, Nuremburg rallies, all to see how European dominance forced native people to abandon their indigenous ways.
Religious forces are generally condemned in the book as a barrier to expression and possibly real connection. Festivity may be the cure for melancholy.
May be the only way to bond and pull together to fight the existential crises of our identity and world. In the judging, self-aware world of today, some communities of the past seem impossible.
Few of ourselves will lost ourselves in trance dancing, sexual orgies, or ritual hunting. But in collective action there is always power, and ability for real change, so let's find our rhythm and shuttle forward Feb 20, Linda rated it liked it Shelves: non-fiction.
Three and a half stars. This is not a topic about which I would have deliberately sought out information, but Ehrenreich is one of those authors who can lead me willingly into uncharted waters.
The joy of which the subtitle speaks is the ecstatic variety, most familiar to modern Western readers as a relic of a bygone age, in which there might be speaking in tongues, dancing to the point of exhaustion, and other expressions in which the individual seems to lose him or herself to some greater collec Three and a half stars.
The joy of which the subtitle speaks is the ecstatic variety, most familiar to modern Western readers as a relic of a bygone age, in which there might be speaking in tongues, dancing to the point of exhaustion, and other expressions in which the individual seems to lose him or herself to some greater collective force of the group.
Her examination begins in ancient Greece, moves to ancient Rome, then becomes closely tied to the history of Christianity, which, until around the 12th or 13th century, appears to have been a danced religion, much like the other religions of the day.
The eventual exclusion of dancing from religious ritual was a gradual process, which involved not only a clergy eager to maintain tight control of their followers, but surprisingly at least to me , the invention of capitalism and Calvinism, both of which required the poorer classes to be a sober, hard-working, reliable source of labor who would be meekly grateful for whatever meager wages were provided to them.
Once the church stamped out public celebrations related to worship, the urge to gather and have fun in large groups found other means of expression-- first in the carnivals of the Middle Ages, and later in nationalist gatherings favored by both Hitler and Mussolini , rock concerts, and sporting events.
While primarily a book of history, the book also touches on psychology, sociology, and the politics of race. Mar 05, Chris Dotson rated it it was amazing Shelves: fascinating-interdisciplinary-juxta.
This review has been hidden because it contains spoilers. To view it, click here. This is one of the greatest reads i've had in a while, Barbara decided to explore the history of Joy, specifically group joy in the form she sees as weaving itself throughout history from early religious sects around Jesus and Dionysus, through carnival, and continuing into the modern phenomenon of the wave, She reaches into religion, Pop culture, and leaves no other cultural stone unturned in an effort to find "the supression of these experiences".
Early on she reveals while emotions are being studied scientifically, we have overwhlemingly studied grief, despair, sadness, depressions, while virtually ignoring this flip-side to the dark emotions.
Her compelling conclusions are that power has always feared the masses gaining this type of group empowerment, whether in the practice of speaking in tongues, the menads who worshiped Dionysus, or the modern practice of moshing at a concert, she talks about how "Order" kills the spontaneity of collective joy for example Now the giant screen at sports stadiums tells you when to do the wave, essentially eliminating this ecstasy from the group.
This thesis is worth becoming an entire field unto itself, I would love to hear what other scholars might say looking at history through this fascinating filter.
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