Shoulder to shoulder, two together

I come from studious people, Anglos, suspicious of dream merchants and rainbow salesmen, people who, if you put us on a beach at sunset with tubs of beer on ice and a steel drum band and a fabulous buffet of roast pork and fresh fruit and a hundred people dancing with hands over their heads, my people would get busy collecting trash and cleaning up. We aren’t party people. I wander around the…