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Guten Tag, Gutenberg

I’ve tried this new editor a few times. It has advantages. It also has serious issues for me.

I’m once more trying it in this post, since ‘lots of changes have been made’, so I heard.

Do you use WordPress? Do you use (and like) Gutenberg? How easy was the switch for you?

Right. I see one of my main issues with Gutenberg is still there. It’s a mystery to me how to add an image and add text to the left or right of it. (I don’t mean the caption.) I’ve heard it can be done. If you know how and you’re able to make this clear and easy, I’d love to hear from you.

I’ve written this post in the Gutenberg editor. After posting it I’ll switch back to the classic editor for now. This switch is going to be an interesting road.

What do you think about naturism? And what do you know about it?

Naturism. The internet is loaded with it…

…but it’s not naturism.

According to the internet at large, naturism is sex, porn, bad stuff, naked people doing ‘the unmentionable’ (whatever that is, because there are plenty of words – check any dictionary). The internet is quite clever, but the people filling it often aren’t using the right words for what they’re spreading. Unfortunately, using the ‘wrong’ words is the best way to attract lots of visitors.

Then what is naturism?

Let’s have a look at Wikipedia:

Naturism, or nudism, is a cultural and political movement practising, advocating, and defending personal and social nudity, most but not all of which takes place on private property. The term may also refer to a lifestyle based on personal, family, or social nudism.[1] Naturism may take a number of forms. It may be practiced individually, within a family, socially, or in public. Additionally, there is also militant naturism, including campaigning, and extreme naturism is sometimes considered a separate category.[2]

Right. You may notice something here. There’s talk of ‘nudity’. Yup. Part of it. There is no mention of ‘sex’ or ‘porn’. Correct. That’s not part of naturism (nor is it of nudism but let’s stick to one word for now to prevent confusion).

America: what does the AANR (American Association for Nude Recreation) have to say about it:

Our Mission: Simply put, we exist “To advocate nudity and nude recreation in appropriate settings while educating and informing society of their value and enjoyment.”

holding_handsRecreation. Yup again. Nude. Yup again. And no sex, no porn, although (still) the internet is loaded with it. Go to images.google.com, look for ‘naturism’ and prepare for what you’ll be shown if safe-search if off. That is not naturism. That is porn and sex and what-not.

Safety check: did you know that? Did you know the difference between naturism and porn? Honestly?

Britain: What does the British Naturism site say about it:

Naturism is the practice of going without clothes – whether that is just occasionally at a beach or in your garden, or as a more general part of everyday life. Naturism is healthy, sensible – who wants to wear clothes when the weather is hot – and great fun!

Gosh darn, still no mention of porn or sex. Is that disappointing? Instead there’s a sensible thing there: who wants to wear clothes when the weather is hot? Now I hear some folks say that we have air conditioning for that, which is the clever thing to use.

Yes, it’s smart to spend money on clothes that make you feel warm in summer, so you spend more money on a machine that cools you down artificially!

And why do people do that? Because they’ve been taught (indoctrinated, culturally branded) to believe that being nude is bad. Offensive. Not healthy. I guess that is why babies are born with nappies on instead of naked.

And who started this oppression in the civilised, Western world?

Adam and EveWas it the Christian God who created Adam and Eve “in his image”? After all, he put them in a garden, naked and all, and watched them. Adam and Eve therefore were the original naturists as they lived that way and enjoyed themselves.

Oh. Wait. God watched them. Was he the first God-person to watch porn then? Is the internet right after all?

Let’s assume that isn’t the case.

Through some trickery Adam and Eve were evicted from their garden and covered themselves in shame. So being naked is shameful from then on. Check. Wearing a fig leaf apron was the first step.

The clothing industry happily jumps on that bandwagon, and certainly the swimwear fashion designers.

modern swimwear

This must have been very comfortable in the Victorian era. I wonder… would you care for that? Or do you think modern swimwear is better?

I’d say: go for the Victorian ones. At least they keep you warm so long they haven’t been wet. These flimsy things don’t help anything in keeping you warm – not even in the water. And don’t they feel great when you get out of the water? Wet and clingy and getting cold fast, even when it’s warm? (By the way, lots of swimwear fashion resembled a fig leaf, in amount of cloth, for a while. Did you notice?)

Body acceptance

No. It’s about time that people rediscover naturism. Being naked isn’t bad. Being brain-washed to think that your body is ugly is bad. Making people think that they have to look like dolls is bad.

Remember: whether or not you believe in a god, you were born naked. If you believe/follow the fashion folks, you make them your gods. Look up body acceptance. Naturists accept their bodies. No one is perfect, and if someone tells you there is something like a perfect body, they lie.

Seriously… naturists are better off.

nudist swim

Did you know that? Or do you still think naturism is just a nice word for porn and sex all around? If you still do, please educate yourself. 🙂

 

Yellow glasses for driving at night.

Yellow glasses for driving at night.

Yellow night glasses

Yes. I got them. Yellow glasses for night driving. And they seem to work, which surprises me as I’m colour blind. I also have very light-sensitive eyes. I drove with sunglasses a few early mornings and that helped a lot but they do make things quite dark. How many people that read this use these yellow glasses as well? And do you think they’re a great idea?

They are not a great idea.

No. These yellow glasses are not a great idea. They’re a fix for a problem that the lighting industry should take on. This is a band aid for sore night-eyes.

If the need for this kind of glasses arises, that means there is something wrong with the light conditions at night. Lights that hurt and hinder people, creating the need for these glasses. That is the root problem of things in this case, and the best way to attack that problem is to change the night lights.

I’m not a light expert so perhaps my idea of using infrared or ultraviolet is ridiculous but perhaps there is something to be done with polarised lights, filters or something like that.

They are merely helpful, but…

These yellow glasses are helpful, don’t get me wrong, but they are yet another expression of investing in materialism to make life easier. Life that’s difficult enough to cope with when you consider everything that’s going on in an average (if that exists) person’s life.

Purple doesn’t exist.

Purple is a figment of people’s imagination.

Really. Believe me. I know this. And why do I know this? I have never seen it. That is why I don’t believe in purple. It’s amazing how many people are convinced that it does though. Even when I ask Google to show me ‘purple’ it comes up with something:

This can’t be purple. I see 3 entirely different things but none of them is purple (apart from the actual word purple). For me these consists of “I don’t have a clue”.

My popular witch Hilda will hate me for this. Her favourite colour is purple as well while for me it’s not real.

Why do I state that purple doesn’t exist?

Because I’m colour blind. (Note to ignorami: colour blind doesn’t mean that I see in black and white. Colour blind is a stupid, wrong name for the fact that many people can’t see all the colours that are around.)

Purple to me is a word. A concept that other people’s eyes make them interpret as a colour. That also goes for stuff like mauve, beige, pink and other pastels.

It’s the same thing with religions and gods. Those to me are concepts that in other people’s eyes signify something. A kind of creature, a colour I can’t see. For me it’s not real.

If you feel that a god is real, that your religion is real, be happy with it. Just don’t expect me to see it the way you do. I’m religion blind in the same way I’m colour blind so I see things differently from how you do.

A test.

Do you see a letter or a number up here? Yes? Great. You can see your god. I just see a lot of little circles of a doubtful colour (green, brown, grey?) which make up the totality of a ball, a sphere. This is how I see my world, my surroundings. I don’t have a god colour to tell me what’s what. I can look at the whole of evolution, the world, space, the other planets and stars, and take those as the ball up there. Doubtful colours, but definitely a shape I can appreciate. In the entirety of the cosmos there are probably more colours I can’t see. More colours that you can’t see (beyond ultraviolet, beyond infra red, into the electromagnetic ranges). You are blind to them as I am blind to your precious colours.

I’m happy with that. I know what to expect. I know there’s more out there than I can see which is fine. As long as people respect that and don’t try to make me ‘see’ what they see (because again, I’m entirely blind to that) we’re all in harmony.

If you try to convince me that your god is the one and only, and that she’s black, has horns and teeth that would make a tiger jealous, then I will shake my head and walk on. Be happy with your tiger tooth god. It’s not mine. I don’t see it. It won’t bother me and if you’re a good follower it won’t bother you.

So please don’t bother to bother me with it.

 

Who wants to live forever?

Do you want to live forever?

Something tells me that many people will answer yes to this question. To live forever, to see how the world unfolds, perhaps travel to the moon and Mars someday. Yup, sounds great.

And how about work?

Did you think about that? Suppose you can indeed live forever and be the person you were in the prime of your life. Be it 25, 30, 35, take your pick. You’d not only live forever, you’d also be working forever. Pay taxes forever. Perhaps even pay for a pension plan you’ll never get to enjoy.

That might outweigh the idea of working (forever) on the moon, or Mars, or wherever, but I don’t think that’s all too appealing.

And how about the ones you love?

They might not want to live forever. You will see them grow old, demented, sick, and die. All the time you’re alive and moving through the centuries, people will come into your life and leave you again.

There’s more to living forever than not dying.

America. Since it’s in the news.

I didn’t watch the in-ogre-ation yesterday. That was a good decision, everything happened without me just as well.

This morning I was curious. About the @potus twitter account that now is in the twitter-capable hands of one Donald Trump. (Interestingly his original twitter account, https://twitter.com/therealdonaldtrump) doesn’t exist any more.)

Something struck me. Let me show you:

Does this man strike you as a kind man? As someone who is happy? As someone who… cares about you?

I really would like to know, because I don’t think so. Not at all. He looks troubled in this image. Unhappy. Uncertain even. Not the qualities I’d look for in the leader of one of the biggest countries in the world. A country that has to become great again under the guidance of this man.

I have read about the first moves that will make America great again. According to Mother Jones, “the administrative order will end Obama’s efforts to cut premiums on FHA-insured home loans”.

In practice, this means that low-income homeowners will be stuck paying higher insurance premiums on their FHA-insured mortgages.

That’s probably great in itself although I fail to see how. Next to that, George Takei reported this:

Let’s hope they will be replaced by something even better.

Let’s see how event unfold. We may yet see a shimmer of light on the horizon.

Freedom beyond expectations. Or beyond comprehension?

Freedom? What freedom?

Some of you already know, some don’t. Some may have guessed it. And some of you may be shocked (for you I feel a bit sad).

naturists

I’m a naturist.

Naturism

What is naturism? The first thing many people think of, unfortunately, is what the internet throws around so eagerly. Naked people doing all kinds of things that are most certainly not safe for work.

papamoa

First off: that is not naturism. Naturism, also called nudism, simply means doing your regular things but without wearing clothes.

Why would someone do that? Many people wonder about that because clothes are natural. Aren’t we all born dressed? Clothes are normal. True, they are the norm, but their point has been pushed beyond the boundaries of reason.

The boundaries of reason vs. naturism

coldWhen it’s cold we wear clothes. There are not many naturists who will go against that because cold is cold.

What goes against reason (unless you are convinced that clothes must be) is what happens when it’s very hot. You don’t take off your clothes. No, you turn on the air conditioning because otherwise your clothes are too warm. And keeping your clothes on is much better because of the shame.

Shame

shameShame is something wonderful that religion brought upon the world. The original sin, eternal shame, no way to pay off your sin, all that took hold in everyone’s mind and culture. So clothes are the answer. Not thinking outside the box, because that’s not normal. Suppose you are seen by someone else! The shame!

Because that’s something else that’s inserted in everyone’s mind. You are not perfect. You are not pretty. You are not like the impossible standards of beauty that the world put out to sell you all kinds of stuff. Stuff that should make you as pretty as the next supermodel. Who decides who’s super anyway?

So what’s up with the nekkid stuff?

volleybal

Nothing. That is probably disappointing but if you’re looking for exciting pictures or tales you’re in the wrong spot. Naturism and nudism have nothing to do with sex and such things, despite the many things the internet will ‘teach’ you. Nudism and naturism are about being yourself. About feeling free. And how much more free can one be than without clothes? Once you’re used to it you experience freedom beyond expectations. And if you don’t dare to try it you’ll keep wondering about this ‘freedom’ beyond comprehension.

I leave it at this. If you agree with me then power to you. If you are curious you can ask me questions. If you decide you suddenly hate me, that’s up to you. And if you choose to ignore this post, that’s fine as well. Whatever makes you happy. 🙂

Mr Trump. The one from America

This man frightens me. Donald Trump. He wants to be the president of the US of A first, and of the world after that. The things he says and the plans he has are worrying.

His presidential website states that Obamacare is horrible. Somehow he will “restore economic freedom” which then will make for “free market principles and working together to create sound public policy that will broaden healthcare access, make healthcare more affordable and improve the quality of the care available to all Americans.” That is where America came from before Obamacare, isn’t it? Meaning sky high fees for doctors and less access to medical help for most people as they can’t afford it.

He proposes tax relief for middle class Americans. This in turn will “Grow the American economy by discouraging corporate inversions, adding a huge number of new jobs, and making America globally competitive again.” Not sure how he plans to do this when less money gets in the hands of the government to actually have money to make America competitive again. Is he going to put his own modest fortune in there?

His approach to international politics is impressive too. According to http://uk.businessinsider.com/donald-trump-bomb-isis-2015-11During a speech at Decker Auditorium in Fort Dodge, Iowa, Trump said he would go after ISIS-controlled oil fields and “bomb the s— out of ’em,” to loud applause.

This would probably destroy these oil fields, but that is of lesser concern. I may be wrong, I’m not a politician.

He’s been married 3 times, as far as I can find. All of those marriages didn’t work out. He’s had several companies. Most (all?) of them did not work out as they went bankrupt.

And this genius is going to lead the US of A to greatness? A president is, as it were, married to his people. Mr Trump can’t even stay married to 1 person. A president has to be able to lead a country. Mr Trump has shown that he can’t even lead a tiny, company sized province.

Mr Trump has been compared to Adolf Hitler more times than I care to count or remember. His bold ideas of putting up walls, throwing certain racial groups out of the country, discriminating against other racial/cultural/religious groups, all these are definitely reminders of this man from Austria. (What, you had no idea Hitler wasn’t German?) Even his boasting, screaming speeches are quite Hitlerian…

Good luck, America. Use your brain when it comes to voting day…

No life. But no death either.

A home for old people. One where the very old people are. People who have nearly nothing left to live for, who are literally waiting for the end. Have you ever been there? No? Humour me and do it. It’s an eye opener.

Go there and look around you. That is where society will send us. People have to get older and older because of science and health care. (Because we get older we’re also ‘allowed’ to work longer, despite the number of jobs going down because of automation, but more on that later perhaps.)

Are people made to be that old? And in that way? Like little heaps of human who have everything behind them, and nothing ahead except the coffin? I don’t think so.

How many of them would choose for a dignified end? Because a dignified existence isn’t an option for so many of them. If you still don’t know what I’m talking about then I implore you to have a look in such a home for the very old. Look at the walkers. The wheelchairs with all kinds of supports in which old people are fed. People who sleep most of the day or have no clue what’s happening around them.

That’s not for me. I would like to keep this life and death in my own hands. Enough, after all, is enough. Also where life is concerned.

Geen leven. Maar ook geen dood.

Een bejaardentehuis. Een waar de heel oude mensen zitten. De mensen die bijna niets meer hebben om voor te leven, die letterlijk zitten te wachten op het einde. Ben je er wel eens geweest? Nee? Doe eens. Het is iets dat je ogen opent.

Ga er eens heen en kijk eens goed om je heen. Dat is waar de maatschappij ons heen stuurt. De mensen moeten steeds ouder worden vanwege de wetenschap en de gezondheidszorg. (Omdat we steeds ouder worden ‘mogen’ we ook steeds langer werken, ondanks dat er door de voortschrijdende automatisering steeds minder banen zijn, maar daarover misschien later eens.)

Zijn mensen wel gemaakt om zo oud te worden? En dan bedoel ik ‘zo’ ook als ‘op deze manier’? Als hoopjes mens die alles al achter zich hebben? Geen toekomst meer behalve de kist? Ik denk het niet.

Hoeveel van hen zouden voor een waardig einde kiezen? Een waardig bestaan zit namelijk voor velen van hen niet meer in. Als je niet weet wat ik bedoel dan vraag ik je met klem nogmaals in een hoogbejaardentehuis te gaan kijken. Naar de rollators, naar de rolstoelen met allerlei steunen waarin oude mensen gevoerd worden; mensen die het merendeel van de dag zitten te slapenof te suffen en die vaak niet eens meer beseffen wat er om hen heen gebeurt.

Geef mij dan maar het heft in eigen handen. Genoeg is tenslotte genoeg. Ook voor het leven.