Goodbye wonderful world
Well I suppose it could not last, all those people being free to talk to each other:
So that it then, no more Internet.
Shame really as it was just starting to make a difference, actually do some good.
When was the last time you saw a politician or a bureaucrat make anything better? All they do is pander to the wishes of big business, and the big companies want total control over this medium, and to make everyone pay for everything. Yet another rich mans playground with the rest of us forking over hard earned money for crumbs from their table.
And when all content is subject to rules, then no content is acceptable because every culture on earth can find something they object too, and there is no way that is all going to be the same thing, so the logical conclusion to that is all content must be banned.
So that looks like 2013 is going to be the year the Internet died. A short 20 year life that was just starting to show promise.
Same really, but then again being old it will only affect me for a few years; the young are really fucked!
2:04 am • 1 December 2012
A load of old goats?
I have read this blog http://naturistvision.com/blogs/christiana/nudism-new-misogyny about the state of the modern naturist club and I had to say I hope that what is reported there is just a one off event.
I really see no reason why any man would need to touch a strange woman in the way described, and vice versa. If you see something amiss then just a tap on the shoulder to draw attention and an explanation should suffice; there is no reason to lay your hand on somebody else body uninvited.
I do have one small point I disagree with. The poster states “the growing Islamic rule in Europe”. I would ask for your source of information about this topic. From what is written the person does not live in Europe (I do), does not goto any clubs here (I do) and does not seem to know that many people in Europe. In fact that great font of all knowledge that is Wikipedia has this to say on the subject “http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Demography_of_the_United_Kingdom#Religion”. 2.7% is hardly going over to one religion wholesale! Maybe this is little bit of fear mongering , or even intolerance?
I have no idea if the AANR and TNS (whatever they are) are full of leering old men who just want to grope women, but if they are then do not join them. Start your own women only group that vets and approves clubs so that women are not subject the treatment described. It does not take much to put a web site together, and if what has been said is a common event then there should be no shortage of people wanting to join and report bad clubs. Name them and shame them, and leave the perverts to leer at each other.
The poster claims that the power of women is declining across the planet, so why not do something about it. The Internet is open to all and can be used to organise or rally behind a cause and certainly does not discriminate against any gender. Why not use the tools available to you to grow something world wide that will support womens rights? This lot have made a good start (http://www.dailymail.co.uk/femail/article-2064267/Israeli-women-strip-support-nude-Egyptian-blogger-Aliaa-Elmahdy.html) so why not build on it?
If enough women stop going to a club because they do not feel comfortable there then that club will close. The power is yours, but so is the choice to exercise that power.
Sexual assault has no place in society, never mind in a nudist club, so please do something about it.
2:44 pm • 9 November 2012
I see Steve Gough has finally made it back to england, the land of the free.
I know that some people will say that North America calls itself the land of the free, but I am sorry it can no longer claim that title; trouble is neither can the UK.
About the one thing I can do in England that I can not do in America is walk the streets naked. I know women can be topless in certain parts of New York, and that until the change the law it is OK to walk naked in San Francisco, but I think that is about the limit of freedom in North America.
Trouble is that in all these places should I try and exercise my freedom I will get arrested because nobody wants to see a fat old man walk down the street naked. If I was a young, desirable woman I would have fewer problems and might even get away with it, but society does not tolerate a normal human body, rather it demands we all try and be like the fake pictures that adorn so much of the media. This is the cage that limits our freedom, and the law simply serves as bars to that cage.
So I say to Steve good luck and I hope he can finally make the rest of his walk in freedom so that maybe there will be hope that the door can be pushed open on all our cages.
1:55 am • 16 October 2012
Shattering your peace and quiet
I have not been writing much lately, sorry about that. My other half is not well, and to be honest I have not really had the time to devote to this; I wonder how all you young people find the energy to do all this social networking. I guess it is really showing my age!
I do see that quite a few blogs have vanished, some have changed a lot and I am sure some good new ones have been started. If only I knew how to search on here I might be better informed.
One thing that seems not to change is the intolerance preached by those in the public eye. I do wonder why this is? What have my generation done that this is now the normal face of society? I hang my head in shame, and hope that all you younger people will now take over, put us old farts out to grass and make a better world, one where people talk to each other because they want to hear what the other person is saying.
12:31 pm • 10 October 2012
This isn’t some tan girl covered in makeup with perfectly straight hair and a perfect smile. This is a girl with Pfeiffer Syndrome, who has had bangs her whole life to hide her forehead and struggles everyday to be okay with looking this way. She’s had several surgeries and will have a couple more. she can’t wear makeup much, her eyes are sensitive. Her jaw is misaligned. Her forehead is too thick and has to be shaven down. Her cheekdowns have to be moved forward by surgery. when she was four she had something called a ‘halo’ which was a metal circle screwed into her skull and jaw.
though she fought through it medically, she struggles everyday with the emotional sideeffects. she doesn’t look like her family or her friends. she may never look normal. she has depression and eating issues because of what she has had to accept about herself. she has done awful things to be pretty.
nobody ever sees her without makeup or without bangs.
She, is me.
and if I make your blog ugly, than don’t reblog this. but if you can be one of the few people in my life who I know are fully comfortable with it, than reblog this so people know.
you are beautiful. even if you don’t realize it, you are. everyone is,
12:20 pm • 10 October 2012 • 171,316 notes
What a wonderful world
You know when you go to a naturist/nudist event you see so many different people who obviously do not seem to have many body images issues that when you find out they are a recovering self harmer it is like a slap in the face.
To all those who self harm because they feel their body is too fat, too thin, too tall, the wrong colour or just built wrong all I can do is pass on the words I was lucky enough to hear:
“I never realised that we are all the same. Shit if I had only know then I would not have wasted the past eight years”
I hope that maybe one person who is self harming can read this and know that there are people out here who will take you however you look, because whatever you look like it is just fine with me.
10:54 am • 18 August 2012
My vagina is not offensive: my journey to loving my genitals.
At 4-years old, I’m told to call it a “monkey”as the word “vagina” is a bit too vulgar for my otherwise liberal mother.
At 8-years old, my older sister’s favourite insult is “close your legs, you’re attracting flies.”
At 11, I realize that my vulva had changed, and I convince myself that I somehow damaged myself through masturbation.
At 12, I learn that virginity = purity, and the best way to be “good” is to not act at all. I start realizing that society thinks the state of my vagina has some bearing on who I am as a human being.
At 13, I hear the boys in my class talking about “beef curtains”, cementing my belief that my vulva will turn off boys forever.
At 14, I become interested in seeing what other women look like “down there” and find my way into the world of internet porn. I realize I do not look the same as porn-stars, and I become ashamed.
At 15, I learn about labiaplasty and seriously consider the logistics of saving up for it.
At 16, I have my first internal exam. I sit with my feet in stirrups convinced the doctor will tell me there’s something wrong with my genitals. When she doesn’t mention anything, I think she’s just being polite.
At 17, my boyfriend “jokingly” tells me my vulva is hideous.
At 19, I tell my new boyfriend about I how I know his disinterest in performing oral sex on me comes from him being disgusted at my genitals (rather than my own lack of interest), I cry, a lot; he tells me I’m being ridiculous and that there’s nothing wrong with me.
Later that year, I listen to my roommate insult a woman he doesn’t like by saying she has a “fat hairy pussy.”
At 20, I confess to a soon-to-be sexual partner that I’ve been putting off sex because I’m terrified he’ll hate my vulva.
At 21, I sit completely naked in a room full of other young women and confess that that years of hurtful comments from loved ones, friends, strangers, and the media have made me have serious amounts of shame about my vulva. I spread my legs and show them what I’ve got. Afterwards, one of the other women approaches me, looks me straight in the eye, and says “you have a beautiful vagina.” I try not to cry. I start to believe her.
At 21, I’m just now learning not to hate my genitals. I realize that this culture of shame surrounding the vulva and vagina stem from deep-seeded misogyny, and — really — has nothing to do with me. I have wasted far too much time being ashamed of my perfectly normal, perfectly functioning genitals because of people like these politicians in Michigan who tell me that my body — by virtue of being born female — is offensive. So offensive that its name shan’t even be uttered, lest their ears fall off and their delicate sensibilities are offended.
To them, and to the people like them who are so terrified of my vagina that they feel the need to legislate what I can and can’t do with it: fuck you. My vagina belongs to me. My vulva is perfect the way it is. My body parts are not offensive.
omg this is just amazing
How sad it is, as a supposed sophisticated and developed society that we demean ourselves so much and hate our own bodies to the point of self harm (physical and emotional)
I am simply at a loss how any nation that fosters such body hatred can call itself a society.
I hope that all the hetrosexual women withhold the rights to their bodies until such stupid men learn their lesson.
11:26 am • 1 August 2012 • 6,425 notes
Hope tinged with sadness
I am still new to this social networking that seems to be so common amongst the younger people I see, so it hit me quite hard today when I clicked on the explore tumbler tag and realised I did not know anybody. I guess for old farts like me, who have not had the chance to use this technology till now, this is going to always be the case. When I was young (or at least until I stopped working) about the only way to get to know somebody was to meet them face to face and talk.
I really hope this shows that most people are not like me and have loads of people they know on-line, and that by not limiting their friendships to people they meet face to face they will grow to realise that people are the same all over the world. There is not need to fear somebody because they live somewhere else, or look different or believe something you do not; the only thing to fear is lack of tolerance.
4:08 am • 25 July 2012
Freedom at last, even if it was only for a short time.
1:11 pm • 23 July 2012