It was opening night for Cirque's Varekai last night. But, as you can see in the lower left of the photo, smart phones were pervasive. The man beside me acted like he was at home watching TV, talking the whole time, fidgeting, making noise with his paper bag full of popcorn. Honestly, I would say almost no one was truly interested in the show who was sitting around me. They were on their cell phones the whole time—I mean it. It's like they come so that they can send out photos of themselves at Cirque, but they don't watch the show.
Meanwhile, on stage, there is nothing but excellence and perfection. Many of the acts verge on contemporary dance. It was a stunning spectacle, but then Cirque always is. And that is what hurt: Seeing all the twits around me Facebooking and Pinteresting whilst people at the pinnacle of human form and dexterity were performing their asses off on stage.
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