Burlesque: (n) a variety show, typically including striptease.
There are certain words that evoke an immediate reaction–usually either shock or giggles.
They are not unpleasant issues.
For instance, orgasm.
I would guess that if orgasms were put up for a vote in this country–pardon the expression, up or down–that people would cross party lines and even the Bible Belt would unbuckle.
Another word is masturbation.
I grew up in an era when it was considered to be evil, spent my adult years when it was perceived acceptable but taboo, and now you occasionally run across someone who actually speaks the word out loud in a conversation at Applebee’s.
It’s also true with the word burlesque.
Even though the shows involved comedians, jugglers, dancers and sometimes even animal acts, burlesque will always be remembered as a platform for strip-tease.
It’s amazing that even though each and every one of us do at least one or two strip-teases each day, we feel that it is gauche in front of footlights.
Well, I’m not connoting that I, myself, would attend a burlesque show to see such a strip-down performance, I just think it is humorous that we are so picky about what we deem unconscionable.
We let our children watch kids being poisoned by gas in Syria, but would be absolutely horrified if they ever saw a titty.
I don’t know what the right thing is. I certainly have grave misgivings about pornography.
But since the removal of clothing leads to one of three experiences–showering, sleeping or sexual intercourse–and I don’t find any one of those to be unpleasant, I will reserve my judgment on criticizing those who have the fortunate DNA of being attractive enough to stand and disrobe in front of the public.