Last week many of us observed the anniversary of our nation’s independence. Granted, some people found it more difficult to find reasons to celebrate this year. Let us not forget though, even in these worrying times, to remain thankful for our constitutionally-bestowed power to hang around the house in our birthday suits. (I'm pretty sure it’s one of the amendments.)
That’s right, despite the asymptotically growing schism between opposing ideology in America, we mustn't forget this sacred liberty that unites us all: the ability to just like do your laundry on a Sunday afternoon completely nude in your own home.
At times it may feel like we have nothing in common with our political adversaries, but at the end of the day we’re all just human beings who enjoy loafing bare-assed on the living room couch while binge-watching bad TV shows. And while I may not agree with your bod, I will defend to the death your right to let it all hang out in the privacy of your home. ;)
But why is that we so often indulge in this sort of domestic nudity? For some, the answer may involve sexual thrills. Certainly, some kinkier exhibitionists out there enjoy the idea of putting on a show for the neighbors. But for most people, in-home nudity is more about liberty. For many, the home is a sacred place wherein they can finally achieve integration between comportment and identity. You’re the king of your castle, and there’s something anticlimactically fulfilling about stalking about your lion’s den with your pride hanging out.
There is much that divides us--but when we’re naked in our homes, the superficial differences seem to fade away. For those of you who have never experienced domestic nudity, what are you waiting for? If you’re reading this from home, why not get naked? What’s stopping you? Do it for yourself and for all of us. America is counting on you. ;)
