Arab poets often lament not receiving the same recognition as dancers and singers.
Some of them consider it a sign of an era marked by decadence and vulgarity, where literature and art have lost their significance, admiration and reverence.
But it seems to me that this perspective relies on over-generalisation without nuance. To view all forms of art presented by dancers as decadent and inferior compared to the verses they compose, and to also hold a conviction that their poetry holds a nobler and more significant status than both dance and song, seems limited.
The contempt artists sometimes harbour for those practising different art forms is nothing new. But it’s particularly widespread when discussing dancing, and more specifically, belly dancing.
The famous Egyptian play ‘Shahed Ma Shafsh Haga’ (1976) (The Witness Who Didn’t See Anything), directed by Hani Metawea, revolves around the murder of dancer Enayat in her apartment.
The play provided several memorable and comedic lines that are still quoted today.
Sarhan (played by Adel Imam) lives in the same building as the murdered dancer and is summoned to testify in court. When the court announcer mentions his own cramped living situation (he lives with his wife, mother, aunt, and seven children, due to limited finances), Sarhan sarcastically replies: "Maybe you should take up dancing."
The statement doesn’t imply that the art form is a financially sound one. Rather, it holds derogatory undertones; it views dancing as both a contentious and dubious occupation, which is nonetheless associated with substantial monetary returns.