Hip-hop modesty.

So, I took up Matt's offer of a free ticket to go watch "Funk Academy" in Lisner, which is a showcase that Capital Funk (a huge hip-hop group on campus) puts on every year. They also invite a lot of the other hip-hop troupes and even some rappers and spoken word lyricists. What I found interesting was that some teams required sensuality and shockingly crude choreography to be considered different and thus more eye-grabbing, instead of relying upon skill and creativity. Whenever there was a number with all girls, I was immediately getting ready to turn away from the risqué dance moves and sometimes immodest clothing.

Randomly, this connects to the book I'm currently reading, Empires of the Silk Road, which takes a strange tangent on the impact of Modernism on art. I'm no cultural, art scholar, but Beckwith argues that the allegiance of Modernism to new as better than tradition has undermined art that required technique and skill.

One of my favorite show cases at Funk Academy was Culture Shock DC, which was clean, very innovative, and showed some awesome mastery of different styles of dance. What was most attractive about the group was what they wore: nothing revealing...although yes, very "hipster". I think I've read and heard a lot about modesty being attractive, but I think I'm beginning to grasp more fully the inherent dignity and confidence, and thereby attractiveness of godly modesty.

General Updates:

• Theology in the Park w/ Restoration Church was really fun. Was cool meeting some of the folks at AJ's church and also just throwing ideas around about the implications of what both incommunicable and communicable attributes of God have for our daily lives.
• Taught about the Tabernacle today in Sunday school. Ivette did a great job leading the group.
• The last college lunch was good; breakfast for lunch. I really enjoyed Mark Dever's thoughts on both assurance as well as how to interact with people who profess to be Christian, but who we also have doubts that they really are.
• Got to chill out with Dangus for a couple hours between services. Took care of Sam, watched him get fed, burp, poop, get cleaned up, play around, then to bed. Also got to go through Dangus' chapel sermon manuscript with him.