At the moment a certain song by the British rock band The Who has just finished playing on the radio. The song, "Who are you?" Instantly made us think of CSI episodes on television.
The show is / was clearly mainstream and targeted to an audience with solid demographics, judging by the commercials that ran during the breaks. It makes it easy to forget that the music of The Who was once anti-establishment.
Similarly, when The Platypus was in junior high, the teachers scoffed that the older teens who listened to Led Zeppelin would "never amount to anything." Funny then that just a few years ago the words, "been a long time" screeched by Robert Plant provided the soundtrack to a Cadillac commercial. Guess the people who were destined to never amount to anything can now afford Cadillacs.
Point is, things change over time and what was once on the fringe can become mainstream. What went out of style can come back in style. We believe the same will be true of skinny dipping, nude beaches, and letting your kids run bare bum and bare toes through the grass. Eventually these will go mainstream.
The Platypus just hopes he's still around when it does!
We face a long, uphill battle, with the church being the strongest bastion of porno-prudery. Historic Christianity never had the problem with simple nudity the church has today. We can thank the Puritans and Elizabethan England for that change. The problem lies in the miss-reading and understanding of Scripture, so the truth of Scripture is the only remedy for this faulty thinking. Only after we can get the church to see the light, will we start seeing meaningful change otherwise. The church is a huge driving-force behind community, county and state anti-nudity ordinances.
ReplyDeleteOne of the saddest parts of this is that Christian naturists are forced to stay in their naturist "closets" and live a lie, pretending to be just like everyone else...pretending to be textiles. That forces us to be two-faced, something God isn't pleased with, but it is still "come-out" at your own peril.
I long for the day when any one of us can walk out our front door in our birthday-suit, and not have to be concerned about going to jail for it, but we are a long way from that point.