Drive-In Theatre, 1951
I wish people still did this. I wish this was the most popular date destination, you drive down to a yard where there’s hundred of other couples, and just admire the openness of watching this movie. You could sit on the car bonnet with a blanket wrapped around yourselves and a flask of tea, laughing at this film whilst occasionally looking up at the night sky and admiring the stars above you. And when it gets too cold you can jump back into the car holding your lover’s hand.
There’s so many things about the past which I don’t understand why people still don’t do.^^^
PLEASE stop using the word ‘gypsy’ in relation to bellydance! It’s a horrendous slur that is used NOW to dehumanize and express hatred by Neo-Nazis and white supremacists against the Rromani.
“Using the word “Gypsy” is not only inaccurate but perpetuates the continuation of stereotypes that portray Roma as beggars, swindlers, and thieves; thus the phrase: “I’ve been gypped”. The romanticized image of the “Gypsy” is alive and well in song lyrics, novels, costume parties, musical groups, and other forms of cultural imagery: “They are exotic women in colorful skirts, dancing in sensual swirls. They are dark en with smoldering eyes. They are carefree spirits playing the tambourine.” 1 They dance by campfires, travel in caravans, tell fortunes with crystal balls or Tarot cards.
But as VOR president Sani Rifati writes:
“I won’t play you a sad song on my violin. I do not have a bandana. I do not have a golden tooth. I do not have long hair or a golden hoop in my ear. I am just trying to speak up for my people:
- to tell you about their suffering and the persecution they’ve endured throughout the centuries
- to ask you to fight against ignorance, prejudice and stereotypes
Simply put, as a place to start: please call me Rom.”