One by one, the sleek, white stretch limousines pull up at the curb depositing the blue business-suited bald spots who quickly slink from car door to club door. Actually, this mostly blue-collar city ofjust minutes across the river from Detroit is still a pretty proper place. It offers, in fact, the kind of gritty, sincere shine that Hollywood producers often seek in Canada when they want to capture the essence of a real American city. Its problem, which has been an embarrassment to some, a source of riches to others, and a steady attraction for visitors from the U. To skirt Canadian federal law, the dancers, including one with male strippers, often wear their G-strips on their shoulders.
And their pitch is almost exclusively to the lucrative executive market with plush surroundings, and dress codes to keep out the everyday voyeur. One club regularly sends a free limousine to Detroit to pick up large groups of customers at their offices at the end of the day. The clubs were a business sensation when they first opened intheir once reaching 13, but now there are only nine, say local officials.
While the natural law of competition has operated on its own as a sort of moral equalizer, closing down less-successful clubs, there is a good deal of consternation about what the people of Windsor can or should do. From the start, the Windsor Star has railed against the clubs. An unscientific poll of its readers last year also showed that they too want the clubs out of town.
Lately, however, Carl Morgan, editor of the 86, daily circulation newspaper, senses that not many people are upset enough about the clubs to raise a ruckus. Although it has failed to find any increase in crime or social problems caused by the clubs, the newspaper once linked a club operator to organized crime groups in Montreal.
That led to a lawsuit by the operator, which, according to Morgan, is still in the courts.
A local law to regulate and the clubs was overruled by a lower court, which held that only the federal government can regulate public morality. But the slow court process and lack of public attention given the issue is upsetting to the Rev. Alan DuFraimont, a priest at a small downtown church, and the chairman of Concerned Citizens for Morality, which has a mailing list of members. He personally stepped into the issue not long ago, because it was being led by Pentecostal ministers, whom, he says, ''were going to convert these people, and change their clients to Jesus.
Before he hired nude dancers, he says he was running a singles bar, which was almost bankrupt. As for the city, ''We put Windsor on the map,'' he boasts.
To be sure, as he talks from a small, cramped office, there is a call from a Dallas businessman in Detroit who plans to visit the club. A young, dark-haired dancer from Montreal stops by to show off the of her breast implant operation.
Last week, she decided to retire, and plans to open a cosmetics boutique in Windsor. Her mood this night has been good, she says, although she has just left some U. That is not new.
But the past few years she has found it difficult, she explains, to smile, to laugh, and let her mind float while dancing. Her own problem became a basic one in a world of strictly surfaces.
Another busy night for the Windsor ballet, as it has been very loosely called.