If you happened to wander past the steps of the New York Public Library one day in June and saw 100 or so poodle ladies, cops, Mid-western tourists, and the like in full costume busting out into a gigantic synchronized dance routine, you witnessed the work of the Brooklyn-based collective THE MADAGASCAR INSTITUTE. Ditto for if you saw the "Condiment War" in August in which white- clad warriors splattered each other with mustard pistols, tomato-sauce grenades, and French-dressing cannons (and then held a postbellum barbecue). Why? Because some- one has to.
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