|Jazzy was one of the top dancers at
Stimmelators in North Webster, Indiana. You will now
find her at Cagneys in Fort Wayne, Indiana. I
last found her at an Indiana Club Owners' Association fund
raiser at a night club which had a voter's registration
booth surrounded by little American flags where unregistered
voters were urged to register. Come on
now---club owners and dancers urging people to register so
that they could make a difference? The occasion was
one of true patriots shaping public opinion to uphold our
basic human rights of freedom of expression and of lawful
assembly guaranteed by the First Amendment. At a time
that most Americans have grown complaisant, here the
activists were the Indiana club owners and dancers like
Jazzy collecting donations from the crowd. This time
the villains were the Mothers for a More Boring Nation, who
not only are trying to shut down clubs, but who are
attacking our Civil liberties on every front.
Unexpectedly the heroes and heroines putting themselves on
the line are the people who own or work at topless clubs.
The clubs in Hammond, Indiana---already toast.
In South Bend, Indiana a ten foot rule has been imposed and
the clubs have been forced to close their doors at 10:00
p.m. Two-hundred billboards had been placed on Indiana
highways urging citizens to stamp out topless clubs
and pornography. City after city has been targeted by
the Mothers for a More Boring Nation to be next on their hit
list. Prohibition over again, this time it
wouldn't be liquor---it would be adult entertainment.
The Mothers for a More Boring Nation got the job done
between 1920 and 1933, the Prohibition years, and created a
huge world wide entrenched organized crime network that has
permeated the political and economic arena at every level.
But it seems we never learn from the mistakes from the past.
Outlawing liquor simply guaranteed that the bootleggers
would prosper later to venture into gambling, drugs, and
The Indiana club owners' fund raisers are aimed squarely at
raising $50000 to finance a statistical study in Fort Wayne, Indiana that club
owners are confident will prove once and for all that those communities and
neighborhoods where clubs exist do not have higher crime rates than those that
don't have clubs. Once the study is completed, each time the Mothers for a
More Boring Nation try to pass either a state wide or municipal ordinance aimed
at closing clubs by contending that crime rates are higher where clubs exist,
the statistical evidence from the study is expected to be used to throw back the
charging legions of the Mothers for a More Boring Nation. But you didn't
come to this web page to read about how our Civil Liberties are being taken
away. You came here to learn more about Jazzy, who we love to death,
even more for her activism than her good looks.
One of the first entertainers I've taken
pictures of here at Stimmelators, Jazzy took a leave of absence, which left her
out of many photo shoots during my many subsequent visits to the club.
Then almost three years after I saw her for the last time she reappeared.
Renee had driven down from Michigan. Angie, who had represented my
exhibitor's booth at the Las Vegas convention was luckily working that night.
It couldn't be better. Km and Philip21 were upstairs with me but the first
night Philip and I walked into the club we didn't know a single dancer.
But this was the third night. By this time I had taken over two hundred
pictures and we were getting to know several of the new girls.
But back three years ago my first digital
camera was scarcely out of the box. The girls at Stimmelators didn't know
much about me then, but Jazzy was game to put the camera through its paces.
There was no hesitation......and no delays to get her makeup just right in the
dressing room. She was just there, her very attitude
announcing..."Whatever you want to do Jack? You want to have someone take
our pictures of you carrying me around the room? Great".
But I remember early on Sam telling me she
needed a ride home with a stop on the way to a karioke bar. Sam
drove and here was a slender pretty blonde I had just met having to sit on my
lap. The three of us had a drink at the karioke bar before we drove
It seems a long time ago now. Now
on my eleventh visit to Stimmelators at first I didn't recognize the slender
blonde coming up to Km and me. She had been gone for so long.
But as the hours passed, and well after I got done taking pictures of her, I
realized that she hadn't changed. Km, Philip21, Renee, and I chugged shots
of tequila with her as you will see in one of the pictures below.
Perhaps she should have spent more time with her customers. But it was one
of those special nights to be remembered.