Ten Ways Not to Be the Worst Person at Ultra 2016

Don't be a tool.
Don't be a tool.
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So you're going to Ultra this year. Maybe you're a first-timer, or perhaps you're a veteran. Maybe you're going for the music, or maybe you're going for the atmosphere. The point is, you're going. And so are somewhere north of 50,000 other people.

When you get that many bodies together in one place, there are bound to be a few assholes, both literally and figuratively. Ultra, like most other major dance festivals across the world, adheres to the EDM philosophy of PLUR: peace, love, unity, and respect. Generally, this makes for quite a pleasant festival experience. People smile, are polite, and embrace one another as a sort of glittery, half-naked family.

But even among the most loving groups, there's always at least one person who can be categorized as the worst — like Jesus' 12 apostles. For the most part, they were a loving bunch of good dudes. But then there was Judas. He was the worst.

Don't be the Judas of Ultra. Be the Jesus of Ultra. Follow these simple steps and maybe — just maybe — you won't be the worst person at Ultra this year.

Don't stare. It's just a boob.
Don't stare. It's just a boob.
Photo by George Martinez

10. Act like you've seen a titty before.

Don't be that dude breaking neck every time a piece of flesh walks by. Look, this is Miami. On an average day, you're lucky if our sphincters aren't hanging out. During Ultra, be prepared to see some skin. That means no open-mouth gawking every time a nipple appears. You're not a 12-year-old who just hit puberty. You're an adult with access to the internet. Act like you've been here before.

Give the poor guy a break.
Give the poor guy a break.
Photo by George Martinez

9. Get down from that poor man's shoulders.

He's trying to impress you, which means he's not going to tell you that his ankles are about to snap and he's inches from losing consciousness. Look, don't make him say it. No guy wants to tap you on the tummy and say, "Hey, can I take a breather?" That falls in the category of things Chris Hemsworth would most definitely not say, and it makes us feel like weak vegetarians. If you must get up on someone's shoulders, please make it for one song only. It's a cool view, we know, but ain't nobody paid $300 to stare at the back of your head.

Think before you film.
Think before you film.
Photo via pexels.com.

8. Don't film other people in embarrassing moments.

Some people do things at Ultra they'd rather not have spread all over the web. For example: In 2012, cell-phone video of a young woman making out with a tree went viral. Last year, a photo of a young lady taking a nap in a Porta-Potty circulated around social media. Each year, it seems some poor thing's low point is converted into hot, salty internet fodder. This year, If you see someone arguing with a hot dog or dancing with a trash can, leave them be. Or better yet, help them. Maybe your first reaction to seeing a passed-out girl in a bathroom shouldn't be to pull out your cell phone. Think back to your most embarrassing public moment. Now imagine you had a sea of cameras pointed at you and that moment was immortalized on YouTube. Doesn't sound too awesome, huh?

Don't tread on me.
Don't tread on me.
Photo by George Martinez

7. Respect personal space.

We know it ain't easy to do at a crowded festival, but you can try. Don't sprint through Bayfront Park, stomping on reclining ravers like lily pads. Accept your fate at the back of the bathroom line instead of trying to army-crawl to the front. If you want to engage in some consensual dancing with another Ultra attendee, please don't hesitate. But don't launch sneak attacks with your groin on unsuspecting patrons. You'll look less like Patrick Swayze in Dirty Dancing and more like Patrick Bateman in American Psycho.

Just live your life, penguin bro.
Just live your life, penguin bro.
Photo by George Martinez

6. Stop Snapchatting everything.

It's natural to want to show everyone just how much fun you're having. You paid good coin for these tickets, and now you want to rub it in everyone else's face via social media. We get it. It's not a new phenomenon. According to history books, before social media, adults used to invite people over and force them to look at photos from their vacation. Now we don't have to strap folks to our couches in order to make them jealous. We can do it remotely. But there's a fine line between a snap or two and acting like the Werner Herzog of iPhones. Once you find the perfect filter, stick that phone back in your pocket and leave it there, because Carl Cox is higher-def in person.



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