I mean this when I say it: I cried when I watched this video. Not in sadness, and not in joy. More at the spirit and the infectiousness of dance.
(Thanks to the Daily Dish for bringing the video to my attention.)
I know from my friends growing up that it sucks to mature as a "different" sort of person. That the guy in pink has not only come to terms with those difficulties, but also brought the simple happiness of self-expression to his fellow citizens in this way... "Hurry up, and bring your juke-box money!"