April 28, 2012
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The Joy Of Being Naked
BEING NAKED
We will all agree, that being naked can be fun. I spent most of my toddler years running around the backyard in my skin playsuit and nobody cared. Then, during my young adult years, I ran around looking for reasons to be naked.
We all react differently to nature’s freedom and I guess it’s “to each his own.” Being naked at a college frat party is different than being naked at the doctor’s office. Over-exposed on a nude beach in Jamaica just ain’t the same thing as being bare-ass in the changing room at Wal-Mart. Our hairy ancestors thought nothing of the condition and it took the Ice-age to finally get them to put on a bison overcoat (for creationist….see fig leaf). Clothing then evolved beyond necessity to become a statement. Status as a nobleman or ladyship or the well to do merchants. Clothes became our facade of success.
It was not until the “hippie” revolution that naked came into vogue once again. Stoned, post-pubescent kids, with nude painted bodies, dancing around in a smoke hazed nirvana protesting the war in Nam and the “man” in general. Skin good….uniform bad! Well, like all things in life, time marches on. Your courting rituals required abundant nudiosity, which eventually ended in marriage which then required scheduled disrobing about three times a week. After a few years, it was for routine maintenance only. More years pass and soon you find out that nudity is regulated by strict laws…..the first law, of course, being lewd and lascivious acts while the second is Isaac Newton’s law of gravity. Your body now transforms to a different state of matter, in that, no matter what you do, you can’t stop the avalanche of skin and flab.
Now, at my age, being in the all together as nature first presented me, solicits more pity than revulsion. If I forget to get dress when I take out the trash, early in the morning, I get comments like “poor old guy” from my neighbors or maybe “see Ralph, you want to look like him in a few years?” Wifey then runs out with my bathrobe and escorts me back to my recliner. At this twilight stage of my life, I do have one solitary advantage……I can once again roam around in the back yard in my skin playsuit and nobody cares…….six foot privacy fence helps.
Comments (10)
lol I think public anti-nudity laws are stupid. Though, at the same time possibly necessary because some people are also stupid and will take it as a free-for-all activity.
Have you ever considered visiting a clothing optional beach? There’s one not far from where I live, and in college a friend of mine talked me into going. I didn’t get naked but boy were there a lot of other people letting it all hang out.
Nice of your wife to give you a robe though. And I like this song.
You live in a fine place, it seems. When I lived in Phoenix, I liked to run out and get the paper in my skibs, at 5 AM. Problem was, the neighbourhood scold was always out walking around with her clipboard at that time. My wife insisted I wear a robe, so she wouldn’t have to deal with the wagging finger.
I do not mind the thought of a good streak through town with a stop to cool off in the fountain in front of city hall, but I think I would scare the locals right out of town:)
I love to skinny dip.That’s the best! I’m with Granny; were I to waltz around in the buff like Eve in Eden, the serpent would hand me a Richard Simmons work-out video. (It is forbidden fruit, ya know.)
@Kellsbella - You are so right.
@TiredSoVeryTired - There’s nothing as terrible as a naked stupid person, except for maybe a naked politician.
My husband and I went to a nudist hot springs this year in our home state of Colorado. It was our first public nude experience and it was awesome! I don’t understand why we can’t just walk around naked whenever we want, clothing is so oppressive
maybe we all should move to Zipolite where everyone all ages are happy walking around naked and that not only at the beach
That digusting! I don’t want to look at old people butts!