When it comes to humans, we nudists are pretty much the cream of the crop. Who else can match our joie de vivre, our exciting picnics, our healthy tans? Not many people, that's for sure! The nude do not flinch from hardship or trouble. Inured to pain by their constant exposure to the elements, and compelled to activity by the twin threats of frost and sunburn, the nude are high achieving supermen and women capable of feats that would shame most of the clothed into silence. The persistent mockery of our form that comes from the clothed world gives us thick metaphorical skins that match our leathery physical exteriors. No cruel barb or merciless taunt can penetrate the spirit of an experienced nudist. We have heard them all before.
It stands to reason that over a sufficient period of time, the nude will branch off from the rest of humanity and become an entirely unique species. 'Homus Nudus' would be a more pleasant type of human, and would live in a world free of warfare, hunger and fashionistas.
There are a few potential impediments to this exciting new development in the history of our species. The risks of nude conkers have been
discussed at length before. We are also persecuted by the jealous clothed, but this will not hold us back for long. More and more people around the globe are breaking free from the shackles of the cloth and returning to their natural state. 'Homus Nudus' could be here sooner than you think!
