To which we chorused, "Yes!" Indeed, things would have been friendlier now because dance would be involved, not just because Sally Rand had a friendly face --she did-- but because, even though dancers are competitive, they cooperate with each other. Dancers depend upon each other to create psychic constructs onstage.
By her own account, Ginger Rogers could do everything Fred Astaire did, but she did it backwards in high heels. This is the dancer's mindset. You don't disparage your partner's art for helping you perfect your own. Likewise, rich people didn't used to fault the middle class for maintaining roads, emergency services and educational systems with their taxes and labor. After all, there wouldn't be many businesses of any kind without safe highways, law enforcement, skilled workers and firefighters.
I could expatiate with geometric logic. I could argue interminably in favor of horizontal egalitarianism but I could not fill space, or define it, so effectively as a dancer can. So I repost a clip of a solo artist who survived the chaos of decades in which dances could result in injury and pregnancy --even in men. It is the famous "16-second Gravel Dance". Crank up the volume and listen to the choreographer's direction at the end.
I use this performance to drive home my point, whatever it was, and show one may dance to good advantage in the daytime. Night time dancing tends to become adiaphorous. Neocons dance at night, like vampires --which are uncomfortably popular right now-- but the best ideas are always danced about in broad daylight. Western Civilization, which I've always thought was a good idea, can't be perfected in the dark. Leads to murky reasoning, and I like enough light to at least see my side of an argument.