Given the options of wearing clothes and going naked, which would you choose? Did you grow up in a home where your folks especially dad rarely wore clothes? Do you even like doing laundry? Do you equate wearing clothes to being put in a straitjacket? If any of your answers show you prefer your birthsuit, then my ultimate question is this: do you live in Nigeria? Yes? Then how do you do it? Have you ever walked outside your house naked? Nude? Just for the fun of it? Yes? Did anyone see you or did you sneak like a rat? What’s the first thing you do when you return home from an outing? Drop your bag and walk to the fridge to get a snack? Hurriedly take off your clothes and smile triumphantly?
I did a research and found there were actually nudist churches where the members believe they worship “as they are” because that way, no one would feel slighted after seeing flashy dresses worn by people who love to flaunt their wealth. I wondered though, wouldn’t the sight of big breasts and big phalluses tempt other members of the church who aren’t as endowed to feel slighted?
Forgive my questions please but I need to be sure I’m not crazy. So do you know that I believe not wearing clothes is actually a cool thing? It’s as cool as just sitting in my room for days, with my computer and a working internet and just typing away and researching or learning new code cheats. It feels like freedom from a dark prison cell, when I come home from an outing and just take off my clothes. I think I know why nudism is unacceptable in some countries, specifically Nigeria. Asides the obvious fact that the country is one that loves religion, one would have to consider a few other factors. I’ll present one factor.
Imagine sleeping naked and enjoying the blissful feel of cool breeze on your bare skin, you’re having a peaceful dream, probably even letting your hands stray to some parts of your body when you hear a barrage of dangerous voices and loud knocks on your door.
“Open this door, who dey inside? I say open am or I go shoot”.
Before you can reach for something to wear,the door is forced open and you’re just there staring like wha da heck? Or, say there was actually a chance to run because, well, the building architect anticipated an attack and thankfully designed secret passageways that would lead to the bush nearby. Would you run out naked?
Okay let’s assume these attackers are actually terrorists and you have to flee because there’s an ongoing massacre in the village but there’s no time to get clothes because they are already at your door and so you have to run out in panic through the secret passageway wearing NOTHING! And then when you have run a safe distance, you realize your house has been torched! No hope for clothes so you have to walk to the next village. NAKED! Haaa, we can’t be nudists in this country no matter how tempting it feels like.
Earlier today, I had to go outside my room to do something very brief but I was so reluctant to go because it would mean I had to wear something. It took a long while to fight the temptation to just go outside, naked! My bad mind was like: neighbours aren’t home, the street is very calm, everyone is at work, I could just sneak out. I mean, it wouldn’t take up to 20seconds. Besides, it is almost dark. But my good mind was like…
So I fought the temptation and lazily wore something presentable. Soon as I got into my room, clothes were off.
Now I wonder, “is this a mild form of nudism?’, ” Am I a subtle nudist?”, “Can I call my form of nudism ‘indoor nudism’?” “Are you a nudist?”