Last night I watched the film West Side Story. Hadn’t seen it in quite sometime. It left me with two thoughts:
1) Anyone arrested for a gang related incident should be required to watch West Side Story once a week for the duration of his prison sentence. This practice would either cause prison to be a less pleasant experience for a criminal or cause a prisoner to be more likely to walk away from his incarceration as a dancing, singing, rehabilitated hooligan. Neither of these alternatives is a bad thing.
2) Someone should have put together a production of West Side Story starring Michael Jackson in his prime. Undoubtedly, the end result would have been the most spectacular choreography ever recorded on film. If I were about two decades older, perhaps I would have had this idea at a more opportune time.