Mrs Crowhill and I like to dance. Mostly variations of swing, but some other styles as well. These are partner dances, in which people actually touch and interact with each other, rather than standing a couple feet apart, pretending they suffer from epileptic fits.
In partner dances, you usually have a leader and a follower. Or, in more ancient tongue, a man and a woman.
The idea that the man leads doesn’t fit well with modern sensibilities, so in almost every dance class, the instructor goes to embarrassing and painful lengths to make politically correct exclamations.
“In this dance, and in no other circumstance in life, the man leads,” etc.
It’s annoying.
It’s not the most annoying thing in a dance lesson. People who interrupt the instructor with idiotic comments, people showing off (acting like the sort of people who joined the theater club in high school), and people who can’t follow simple instructions …. Those are all more annoying. But the social gymnastics over men leading are in the top 5, I would say.