Take a look at this…
I love that video at the end. Powerful!
Consider the culture of the City of Charleston in 1971.
These were the early days of the Second Reconstruction.
Charleston was in a state of pleasant decay.
The Old Slave Market still had its holding cages and rusted shackles.
Most of the old aristocracy and white middle class old openly longed for the good old days before the War of Northern Aggression.
They referred to the South as a conquered sovereign nation.
Bobby was glad that the South was defeated.
Bobby hated the thought of slavery.
He hated anyone who defended it.
He felt nothing but contempt for what he called the wannabe
royalty of Old Charleston.
Charleston’s transvestites loved the Old Aristocracy.
They loved its pretensions.
And Bobby loved the drag queens.
They adored 19th Century drag.
Halloween Night was the one night of the year that it was legal in Charleston for men to publicly dress as women.
Dozens of drag queens gathered at the bar in hand-made antebellum costumes.
After the contest was over and the bar closed they gracefully strolled to Battery Park in their gowns.
The scents of cheap perfume, wilting roses, and wisteria mingled in the
humid autumn night.
And if the fog was thick enough, the city looked haunted.
Rob Goldstein 2016
Text and VR based graphics (c) Rob Goldstein 2016