You Can't Handle the Truth About Nudity. Or Can You?

Let Sam and I lay this blog bare for you from the very start. We’re going to talk about nudity. The blog won’t be X-rated because this is (more or less) a family and general public blog. But we saw a news report on TV last night that some people somewhere in the U.S. are protesting the fact that there are nude statues in a park where they bring their children to play. That item gave us pause for thought – during which time I ate a bowl of peaches and Sam chewed on a piece of chicken jerky.

What a ridiculous species we humans are. In the U.S. alone, we have several different magazines dedicated to displaying nudity – mostly women, but sometimes also men. Your feminazis, as Rush Limbaugh calls them, would of course, like to see all magazines featuring nude women – and thus taking advantage of those women – banned. Sam and I wonder why women allow themselves to be photographed and filmed nude, but that’s their business and the almighty dollar speaks very loudly to many women. We confess we like the nude pictures.

I don’t understand the hubbub about public nudity. We sell sex in this country every day in every way we can think of, but so many people think public nudity is not cool. If you want to walk around in your altogether in a non-sexually suggestive way, why shouldn’t you be able to without censure? Sam and I say naked is beautiful. I like going naked. I go to bed at night totally el buffo, sans le garments, if you get my drift. I wear clothes all day, why would I want to wear them to bed too? I’d get too hot and all tangled up if I tried that. Sam, of course, is naked almost all the time, except for his collar which I make him wear so he is easier to catch. And occasionally, if it’s pretty cold outside side I put a sweater on him. Don’t want to freeze his little whosis off you know (or would that be whatsis?).

I confess I kind of like the idea of being at least a part-time nudist. I’d be embarrassed, but the idea fascinates me. We’re always touting “natural” things in our society, what’s wrong with a “natural” state of dress? I don’t ‘know if I could go outside naked in really cold weather though. When I lived up in Bellingham there used to be this guy who wore nothing except a pair of denim cutoff shorts year ‘round – not even shoes. I’m sure many people (me) wanted to ask him how he stayed warm.

Some people take public nudity to the extreme though, which probably just exacerbates the rift between the nudie wannabes and the cover-ups. A group protested in Canada one time against Japanese seal hunting by showing up at the protest nude. Trouble is, they covered themselves with blood. That was not a pretty picture and I don’t think Sam and I have ever seen any of those people in Nude Weekly of Playmate for Seals.

Is it really sinful and bad to enjoy being naked? And is it really sinful and bad to depict nature’s (God’s) gift in public as long as it’s done in a tasteful way? Ah, but then we have to define tasteful don’t we? Nobody will ever agree on a definition of that. At least those housewives who admit to vacuuming their floors in the nude don’t have to worry about offending people. Do they?