The World Through My Eyes

The World Through My Eyes: A collection of essays, reflections and thoughts about men, sex, love, relationships, politics, friendships, nudism, current events, social concerns, humanitarian issues, religion and all those wonderful experiences that constitute life as seen and felt by me: a thirty-something Deaf Gay man of mixed racial heritage (half-black, half-white) living in the Virginia Beach area of the United States. A scrapbook of my life. I've been a confirmed Gay nudist for the past 20 years (since puberty). Sometimes, we just need to step back and chill and try not to be so serious and tense. Life is short, stand up and get into it! nekkidfurryboi@gmail.com.

Thursday, December 30, 2010

Best Wishes For A Safe And Successful 2011!

As we begin to salute (in our own respective ways) 2010 and to welcome 2011, I wish to each one of you all my best! May the new year be one of happiness and prosperity for us all. Thank you for visiting here during 2010 and I hope that you return often in 2011. Your feedback on this blog is important so please leave a comment or send an email: nekkidfurryboi@gmail.com. Negative or positive, I'd like to know your thoughts.

If you're out and about to celebrate the arrival of the new year or the final days of Kwanzaa, if you indulge (regardless of your substance of choice), please don't drive. If there's even a remote possibility that you might INdulge, be prepared and have a latex condom and water-based lubricant available. Be safe so that you may enjoy all of 2011 and beyond.

Happy New Year!



Pictured here is Trap Boyy, one of my favorite actors. He is the ultimate bottom and his ass can fuck a cock like there's no tomorrow! Birds of a feather? Plus, he's downright sexy as hell!

Wednesday, December 22, 2010

Ho! Ho! Ho!

Season's Greetings to all of you! Best wishes for a safe and happy New Year! I'm off for the holidays and will return in 2011! Be safe! Thank all of you for your support!

Tuesday, December 21, 2010

Stocking Stuffers!

A great gift idea to show your friends and loved one(s) that you really do care about them! Condoms and/or water-based lubricants fit easily into any size stocking or holiday coffee mug and serve as a reminder to those important men in your life to "Ho-Ho-Ho" safe! Every time, even during this festive season! It's truly a gift of both life and love! What better way to keep the yuletime merry? Play safe! Be safe!

Friday, December 17, 2010

Holiday Outreach

For most of us, this is a very festive and happy time of year. We look forward to having time with both family and friends and sharing old memories and creating new ones. We're busy shopping, preparing for parties and visiting loved ones and enjoying the spirit of the season. There just doesn't seem to be enough time to accomplish all that we plan.

Yet, there are some of us who aren't in the spirit nor enjoying the holidays. Some are lonely and have no one to spend time sharing the moments. Others may have just recently lost a close loved one/partner and, once again, are lonely or unable to re-enter a social life without their late partner. Then there are the elderly, many who have outlived their family and friends. Some have been estranged from their biological families since initially coming out to them or were forced to leave the family once the family discovered they were gay.

We are all aware of the statistics regarding depression suffered by some during the holidays. Many of us may have observed the symptoms of withdrawal and mood swings of others or have experienced them firsthand. Then, there is the sad reality of an increase in suicides, especially this time of year. Most of these individuals lack the resources and support systems to help them cope and survive the season.

My partner and I always make it a point to invite those we know that would otherwise be alone to our social gatherings  that we host. It is our way of reaching out to those within our community and present them the opportunity to socialize and to meet new people. A chance for them to practice those often underused social skills and to enter into a festive environment.

It doesn't take any extra effort to try to make a difference in the lives of others. However, you might be surprised at the difference that doing so makes in yours.

Friday, December 10, 2010

Live Christmas Tree

It's the holiday season and all and everyone is doing the traditions that have been done over and over. I thought this might be a little something different for a change. This busy trio have created their own live Christmas tree. But you know, I think it needs a name change, maybe Sexmas tree? What do you think? It does seem to add something missing from the season. And the best part is, it has all the essentials for a joyous time. No decorations required. This simplifies the household tasks at this time of year.

The Sexmas tree also is beneficial for the environment. No actual trees are used, thereby preserving our natural resources. It's completely reusable any time of the year as long as you have friends willing to participate in yuletide escapades. Another nice aspect of the Sexmas tree is that it's bound to deliver hours of cheerful pleasure every time it's revisited, regardless of the time of year. The holiday spirit just keeps on cumming all year long.

Before you think I've totally lost my mind, my boyfriend has been away for the past three days and nights at a professional conference. I guess by now you've figured out exactly what I've been missing. Rest assured, I know what I'll be getting once he returns home tonight!

Be safe and enjoy your weekend. I know I will! Seasons Greetings!

Monday, December 6, 2010

St. Nicholas Day


In the Eastern Orthodox tradition, today is the Feast of St. Nicholas the Wonderworker. St. Nicholas lived during the reign of St. Constantine the Great and died in 330 A.D. He was the Bishop Of Myra in Asia Minor and was known throughout the Byzantine Empire for his generosity and abundant mercy. He was always giving to the poor and needy. From his practice of charity is where our exchange of gifts during the holiday season began.

He is the patron saint of all travellers, especially sea-farers. He is one of the best known and popular of saints.

Today, my students and I are delivering boxes of toys to our local Toys-For-Tots collection warehouse. This date was decided months ago by our school administration. I'm certain they weren't aware of the significance of this day. Or, were they? Divine intervention, perhaps? Happy St. Nicholas Day!

Friday, December 3, 2010

We Decide What Words Hurt

As in all aspects of our own lives, we determine the words, the labels, the epitaphs, the slanders or the identities that harm us. The term or phrase that causes us to feel humiliation and guilt for being us. The real person that we are. Our essence, our being, ourselves. To own and to accept those pejoratives, those negatives, those stereotypes is power!! This empowerment produces pride in both who and what I am as a person and as a man who has sex with men.

The names that are hurled upon me with the intention of causing inferiority and shame no longer bother me nor longer bring discomfort to me. You don't have that control  and determination over my existence here on this Earth. You are weak in your insecurity and I am strong in my identity. I realize exactly who and what I am and I don't need you to acknowledge nor affirm that reality. I know me. You don't. Your doubt and self-hatred isn't my problem.

I'm gay. I'm a sissy. I'm a faggot. I'm queer. I suck cock. I fuck when I have to and get fucked when I choose to. I have sex with men. I'm same gender loving. I have a limp wrist when I want to and a fist when I need to. If required, all I need to do is to kick you in your balls, next your face and then walk away. Your fake macho-pride handles the rest. Any fairy can fly away, homie!

Spit what you must! Sling and shout what you think is true. Remember, I can live with your deficiencies in your manhood. You can't survive my strengths in mine!

Wednesday, December 1, 2010

December 1: World AIDS Day

Today, December 1, 2010, marks the twenty-second observance of World AIDS Day. It is a day to wear a red ribbon and reach out to at least one other person and talk to them about the facts concerning HIV/AIDS. It is a day to remind the rest of our society that this disease is preventable. It is a day to reinforce the fact that it isn't who we are, but what we do that puts us at risk of HIV infection. It is a day to build bridges and eliminate barriers.

Wear a red ribbon. Show the world that you are aware and that you care.

Saturday, November 27, 2010

Thanksgiving Weekend

It's the weekend after the Thanksgiving holiday. The feast is over and the family and friends can now relax and be themselves. Free from the pressure of partaking of the perfect meal in the ideal setting. Now's the time that we can revert to just being ourselves and enjoying exactly who we are. For me, this is the best part of any family gathering. The chill time before we all depart from company. No stress to impress and no pretense. A time for us all to just have fun being what we are: a motley assortment of individuals who just happen to share a common ancestor somewhere in our genealogy.

As a gay nudist, I'm lucky to have several members of my extended family who share these traits with me. They are my twin cousins. They're both older but that doesn't stop us from having a great time together, even when we're in the minority around the rest of our family. We always manage to enjoy ourselves no matter what the situation. Of course, we know that there are relatives who discuss us behind our backs. Being nudists and gay isn't the most popular attribute within our family. but together, we show all our kin that we aren't bothered with their pettiness and most of the time, we even manage to make them all smile and laugh at least once.

We've also devised a way to make our holidays with family just a little more bearable. Since the three of us all have a partner/boyfriend/significant other in our individual lives, we now get a hotel suite for the duration of our celebration of the holiday. this way, we all are able to retreat at the end of the day, truly relax and hang out together. Literally. The minute we enter the suite, we strip off the burdens of being clothed and really kick back. This is how we retain the strength to survive another day with loved ones.

I truly love all my family. I love them even more now that I have the brief chance to escape from all this madness and rediscover my anchor and myself so that I'm able to face them all again.

Friday, November 19, 2010

Do Ask, Do Tell


I've been told several times that a picture is worth a thousand words. This one tells it all. It's the whole story, from beginning to end. I hope he's as willing to demonstrate his skills as he is to advertise. If more of us were this easy to please, the world would be a much better place.

Monday, November 15, 2010

Nipple Play!

I am a nipple man! I am aroused through nipple foreplay! I love having my nipples tongued, caressed, kissed, sucked, tweaked, squeezed, stroked and nibbled. Play with mine and I'll play with yours. I love reciprocating on my BF after he's given mine a good workout. As far as I'm concerned, nipple foreplay can last for hours on end. Want to delve deep into my delicious? Then all you have to do is show my nipples some serious love. Nothing unleashes my passion and fuels my freak like my pectoral rosebuds being serviced or servicing the dark blossums on my man.


Believe, my BF understands and knows my game here. He has the key to start my engine, accelerate it and keep it running. This weekend past he knew what he wanted, he knew what I needed, he delivered and he got his just rewards. It was our chill weekend and my rosebuds were pleased many times over. The freedom to please without having to look at a clock or even to think about the next hour or two was a relief. My boyfriends on my chest got all the attention they richly deserved. They're both equally sore, swollen and tender today. Like Mickey-Ds, I'm lovin' it!

We all realize the sex-cess of a relationship doesn't guarentee that it is successful. The physical and the sexual is good and important but it doesn't finish the picture. The emotional, mental, soulful and spiritual bonding is necessary so that a meaningful relationship can develop and grow. A relationship needs communication, compromise, patience and work from both individuals. We all know that all work and no play can lead to boredom. Nothing puts out a flame faster than same-ol', same-ol'.

That's why some freak is good and essential. Adding some nasty to the physical not only excites, it helps rekindle the desire and the romance. It's the spice that sometimes makes the difference between mundane and erotic. It not only benefits the relationship, it is also physically rewarding to both partners. And that's a good thing.

Friday, November 12, 2010

Chill Weekend

Just what my BF and I need: a stress free weekend together. Time to chill together, share together, hang out together and then to enjoy a little time together in our seperate spaces. We love our friends and families; but some quality time together, just ourselves, is good also. It gives the both of us the chance to unwind from the world and then to renew us as a couple. I'll let him spoil and pamper me some; then, I'll return the favor. Trust, the giving is good but the receiving can be just as pleasurable also.


The last time that we had a weekend all to ourselves, we really got freaky with body paint! The creativity was fun, the lovemaking afterwards was so relaxing and hot and the post-intimate cleanup offered a few surprises as well. I'm stopping past the supermarket on my way home from work. I want to get some jello and whipped cream. No plans, just see what will develop. Who knows?

One thing I am certain. We'll both make the best of this special time together. After this weekend, the crazy and hectic holiday season is upon us. It will be the new year before we have another chance for a weekend like this.

Monday, November 1, 2010

Exercise Your Right!

Tomorrow, November 2, 2010, is Election Day. I know that many gay people are angry and upset with our current government and the slow response to issues dealing with our community. I feel the same. It seems like every promise made to us hasn't been delivered. We're disappointed and we have every right to feel that way. I am, like most of us, very pissed off about this.

Ignoring this election or just staying home isn't an option for our people. All we need to do is look around us to see all the extremists candidates (read: tea-baggers) who are promising division, hate, exclusion and oppression if elected. If they win, the future looks very bad for all of us as a community and our nation as a whole. Sitting out this election is not in our best interests.

We are totally correct in our frustration with the uncaring attitude of our current government. They are a pathetic group of spineless individuals. Remaining on the sidelines and allowing a bigoted, fascist victory doesn't benefit any of us at all. It will only make things worse than what they already are.

Friday, October 29, 2010

Happy Halloween!


I love Halloween! As long as I can remember, it has always been one of my favorite occasions. It wasn't until my college days that I really became a Halloween super-fan. At that time, I discovered I could be both a practicing nudist and a Halloween enthusiast. Thank you body glitter, body paint, make-up and all the other products and props that enable us to make the illusion of disguise and fantasy while remaining completely naked. No g-string or loincloth for me! I want to accentuate and decorate, not hide, my nudity.

Since university, I've always held a dream of hosting my own Halloween extravaganza, all gay and all nude. My dream contained two conditions, the first being that buttocks, chest and genitals must be fully exposed. As nudists living in a world dominated by fashion-obsessed oppressors, why would we want to party under-cover? In most of our daily routines we have to conform to dress codes. My ultimate goal was to do this thing but do it naturally. The second caveat being that I wanted to host it in a home that I owned. I didn't want it held in any property that I leased or rented. I want it in my own special place.

This year, my dream becomes real. This past winter, my BF and I bought a townhouse together. A first for us both. This is our first Halloween in our first home. No more getting ready, going out and driving to the party. This time, the celebration is here, within our four walls and not the abode of others. True, this isn't the first nudist social that we've hosted since moving in. It is, of course, our first Halloween gathering. My dream-come-true. It's tomorrow night, Saturday, October 30, 2010.

Tonight, my twin cousins (both nudists, Deaf and gay) are arriving here with their partners. We'll spend the day tomorrow preparing the food, the games, decorating and finishing all those last-minute details to make the evening a success. BF and I are both ready to let the fun begin!

To all, a safe and happy Halloween!

Tuesday, October 19, 2010

Anti-Bullying Campaign

With the string of recent gay-related suicides due to peer harrassment, there emerges from Facebook a bullying awareness Spirit Day. This observance happens tomorrow, October 20, 2010. Everyone who is against bullying, intimidation and bashing is urged to wear purple on this day. This is one way to show our solidarity in this cause. I plan to wear purple and encourage all of you to do likewise.

Now is the time to take a stand and end this disgusting behavior. The sad fact is: kids aren't natural bullies. This behavior is learned at home. Thank you for taking the time to read this! Wear purple, please.

Saturday, October 16, 2010

GLBT History Month: My Personal History

This topic probably doesn't mean much to anyone besides me, but my own gay history was easier than most due to my family. Both my awareness and self-identity concerns surrounding my sexual orientation were minor compared to those of my friends. The same is true about coming out to my immediate family. My situation was significantly less stressful than others on account of my relatives. I never felt that I was all alone with a dark secret that I needed to hide.

On my Greek side of the family (paternal), I have three first cousins, all older, who are openly gay. The eldest of these is sixteen years my senior. By the time that I was a toddler, he was already out to all our extended family. Growing up, I've always known him as being paired with another man. When I was younger, this did seem odd to me but none of my adult family reacted negatively.

This same cousin has two younger brothers (identical twins) who are gay. They are nine years older than me. Closer in age, they became people that I looked up to. I remember their coming out process. Like myself, they're both Deaf and their acknowledging their sexuality was no big deal. They're both confirmed nudists and all these reasons combined have made a strong bond between the three of us. Not only are they my cousins, they're my best friends as well. We're in constant communication among ourselves and frequently vacation together. Even though we all live hundreds of miles apart, we often visit.

In my Nigerian half of family, my mother has an older sister who is lesbian. My aunt emigrated to Canada after graduating from the University of Ibadan. She's lived in Toronto with the same partner for as long as I can remember. Because of our age difference and geographical distance, we aren't especially close. We do exchange emails and greeting cards.

This brief family history highlights the importance of us living our lives open and free. The honesty of my relatives made a major difference in my life. They provided me with positive role models on my journey towards understanding and accepting myself.

Friday, October 8, 2010

GLBT History Month: Resource And Knowledge

As a professional educator of Deaf teenagers, I'm always challenged to identify and incorporate new information to expand their knowledge. Equality Forum, which promotes and sponsors this observance of our GLBT cultural heritage maintains a website that archives and supports this endeavor. "Google" them at: glbthistorymonth. For anyone interested in promoting diversity in their classroom, this is an outstanding tool. It's also ideal for anyone simply wanting to expand her/his knowledge about our history/herstory. As a culture that enriches and enhances our national fabric, we all need to know about us.

In visiting this site during the past week, I personally learned something new about our community. Up until several days ago, I never realized that the famous agricultural scientist, educator and inventor, George Washington Carver was gay! I simply assumed, like most, that he was heterosexual. That's what we get for making assumptions. Trust me, it does pay to visit this website and enlighten ourselves!

Thursday, October 7, 2010

GLBT History Month: Bayard Rustin

October is GLBT History Month and a time for us to honor and celebrate our own. This year, 2010, marks the fifth anniversary of this event that brings our past to life and prepares us for our future. There is a proverb that teaches us: "How can we go forward when we don't know where we've been?" We, the GLBT community, need to heed and learn from this ancient piece of wisdom.

One of my favorite heroes from our history is Bayard Rustin, the chief organizer for the Reverend Doctor Martin L. King, Jr. of the monumental 1963 civil rights march on Washington, DC. Bayard was born on March 17, 1910 and was raised by his Quaker grandparents in West Chester, PA. in the 1930s, he moved to Harlem, New York City during the height of the Harlem Renaissance. He was active in the Young Communist League in their work against racial segregation.

During World War II, he refused to register for the selective service system having adopted the nonviolent principles espoused by Mahatma Gandhi. The result was spending three years in a federal penitentiary. During the late 1940s and 1950s, he helped organize nonviolent groups that soon became the leaders in the Civil Rights Movement for Blacks. Among those he cofounded were the Congress of Racial Equality and the Southern Christian Leadership Conference. In 1955, he was a key person leading the Montgomery Bus Boycott. It was during this time that Mr. Rustin persuaded Dr. King and other boycott leaders to committ the Civil Rights movement to total nonviolence.

Mr. Rustin experienced prejudice firsthand. Initially, he suffered racial discrimination when being Black still meant second-class citizenship or worse. Once he selfidentified as gay, he again suffered bigotry due to his sexual orientation. Brother Bayard was Black and gay at a time when neither was popular nor welcome. On account of his sexuality, he was often given "behind-the-scenes" responsibilities in the Civil Rights struggle.

Bayard Rustin died on August 24, 1987.

Thursday, September 16, 2010

Half Breed (Mutt)

During my undergraduate years at Gallaudet University (the only liberal arts university for the Deaf in this country), I was often asked what racial identity I preferred. As the child of an European father (Greek) and an African mother (Nigerian), I was in limbo. Too white for some, too black for others, and then not enough for either race. I was an oddity on campus and sometimes popular because of this anamoly. I simply wanted to be me.

As a biracial Deaf, gay man, I just viewed myself as myself. I rejected the dispersion about my parents. After all, they were the two people who created me. I had both black and white families that I loved. Why did I need to make a choice? This question wasn"t limited to my collegiate peers. Everyone that I encountered seemed confused. Regardless of race, it felt that everyone I met looked at me the same, although most were too polite to inquire.

All this changed in November, 2008. I finally had a role model based on his credentials and not his celebrity. Mr. Senator Barack Obama of Illinois was elected as the President of the United States of America. I now had someone who mirrored my own life in the most powerful position on this planet. Not surprisingly, the questions concerning my identity ceased.

Thank you, Mr. President Obama, for being the success that many of us need. Not only have you achieved the impossible, you have also inspired millions to strive for perfection.

Saturday, September 4, 2010

Nakation


It's Saturday morning of the Labor Day weekend and I'm sitting at my home desk, making final adjustments to lesson plans for the upcoming school year. BF has to work today and most of our friends are busy with their holiday engagements. This is not my favorite choice on how to spend my three-day weekend. At least I'm nude and miserable as opposed to dressed and miserable. That fact offers some small degree of comfort.

My mind keeps drifting off to our most recent naked vacation. It was the last full week of August at Sandy Hook Beach, New Jersey. Sandy Hook is a part of Gunnison National Park and is one of the few public nudist beaches on the Atlantic coastline. Our hotel, although not clothing-optional, was minutes away from the park and allowed us to spend our days naturally enjoying the sand, surf and the sight of hundreds of beautifully naked men. I took this picture of one of the signs posted along the approach to the beach. We gladly stripped into freedom daily after crossing this threshold.

Joining BF and me were my identical twin cousins and their respective same sex partners. Both of our fathers are biological brothers and like us, my cousins and their spouses are all naturists. Because we share this common bond, we frequently travel and hang out (literally) together. The family that plays naked is one helluva happy family!

Oh well, back to reality. Time to finish the task at hand. At least, I'll have two days of relaxation before classes start on Tuesday.

Nudity is the ultimate freedom!

Friday, September 3, 2010

Shoes And Socks

Idiosyncrasies, we all have them. Little peculiarities and eccentricities that are a part of our persona and make us the unique individuals that we are. Those traits that separate us from the mundane and routine. What a boring world this would be if we weren't all different in some small way. I should know. Sometimes, I feel as though my entire life is off track and my behavior is entirely alien.

I know there is a reason for this. Living in two different cultural groups (my paternal family is Greek, my maternal family is Nigerian) is bad enough. Then add to the mixture the fact that I am also Deaf, grew up in the USA and from an early age sensed that I was different from other boys my age. I became a teenager and recognized my preference for both private and social nudity and the fact that I'm Gay. Yes, there is a legitimate cause for my confusion and my personal idiosyncrasies. I remember when my parents hosted family gatherings in our home. When in the den, I needed to act Nigerian. When in the living room, I needed to think Greek. Outside, with my cousins, it was okay to be American. Depending on which cousin was sharing my bedroom, that space wasn't a sanctuary. The only real safe haven left for me was the bathroom and that refuge was limited time only.

I attended a residential school for the Deaf. So, when at school during all those months, I was sheltered in Deaf Culture. Then, at holiday time, I had to adjust to living in a hearing world (except when my Greek cousins were around; Deafness is hereditary in my Greek side of the family). Oh yes, I learned to adapt at a very early age and developed a quick survival habit of disappearing when it looked as though a disaster might happen (like a Greek aunt and Nigerian aunt cooking together in the kitchen or when all the uncles were playing backgammon, dominoes or cards).

This morning, my BF was lying in bed, watching me getting dressed for work. He began to laugh and informed me that he loved the way that I put on my shoes and socks. Now, I've been performing this task for my entire life and never felt that it was anything extraordinary. Two feet, two socks, two shoes; it doesn't take a physicist to solve this problem. I asked him what made him love my foot-sock-shoe routine.

He explained it all to me: most people put on both socks and then put on their shoes. I always put on one sock, adjust it accordingly and then put on the shoe. Then, I repeat the same procedure on the next foot. He added that this was one of the many reasons that he loves me. Yeah, right. The minute I walked out of the door he probably initiated proceedings to have me committed to our local psychiatric institution.

I thought about this while driving to work. Is my sock and shoe ritual Greek? Maybe it's Nigerian? It isn't a Deaf thing because my BF is Deaf, too. On the other hand, it might be something that I picked up from the Americans. Is it contagious? Could it possibly be a hearing habit that I inadvertently learned? It can't be a Gay trait because my BF is a...hell, he's a man, also. Is it a religious custom? If so, which one? Anglican (Church of England in Nigeria) as opposed to Greek Orthodox? Is it a nudist tradition because we're reluctant about wearing clothes? The questions multiplied yet the answers eluded me.

About the time that I parked my car, I decided, fuck all this! It's my feet, my socks and my shoes. I'll do me like I want to do me, plain and simple. I also decided that BF needs to get a hobby. He has too much free time if he's watching me put on my shoes and socks! LOL!

Personal Secret

I'm so skinny that I have to run around in the shower just too get wet! Tall, lean and sqeaky clean!

Desperate Lies!

The November, 2010, mid-term elections are barely two months from now. The radical, extremist, right-wing fanatics are frantically spewing forth lies and innuendos in an attempt to discredit President Obama in particular and the Democrats in general. Exactly how far they'll go with this smear campaign is any one's guess. Given their propensity for hatred and exclusion, I expect they'll soon scrap the bottom of the barrel. After all, they seem to be able to produce enough lunatics who are more than willing to open their mouths and talk trash before and to anyone willing to listen.

Last night, while waiting patiently in the checkout line in the supermarket, I glanced over the headlines of the tabloids on display. "President Obama Is Muslim," "Obama's Muslim Secret," and "Obama Converts To Islam" are a sampling of the titles. WTF? Is there no decency in journalism anymore? Who in the hell do they think they're fooling? Do they really expect people to pay for this shit? I could only shake my head in disgust and resist the urge to grab all the copies polluting my vision and rip them to shreds.

First, did they completely forget that President Obama took the Oath of Office as president not once but twice, both times swearing on the same Bible used by Abraham Lincoln?  If he were indeed a Muslim, he would have performed this duty using the Qu'ran, not the Bible. As our President, he has been publically seen actively worshipping in various Christian churches. How do they explain that fact? What about all the uproar and controversy surrounding the Reverend Wright and his membership in that church during the election campaign? Back then they criticized him for having Reverend Wright as his spiritual advisor. Why would a Muslim need a Christian pastor as a religious counselor? How stupid do they think we all are?

Second, if President Obama is a Muslim, so what? The Constitution separates church from state and there is no law requiring the president to be a Christian. They want us all to think that Islamic extremists represent all the Muslim peoples when in fact, they are a small minority. The overwhelming majority of the followers of Islam are peaceful, law-abiding and tolerant. Islamic extremists are more like the right-wing Christian extremists than either group want to admit.

Stupid is as stupid does. There apparently is no shortage of stupid in either extremist group.

Thursday, September 2, 2010

Ever Wonder? Diet Soda

Only in this wonderful nation of obese dieters does the national motto seem to be: "double bacon cheeseburger, large fries and a diet soda." How much sense does that make?

Positive Message For Today

Yes, we do! I suppose if you must wear a shirt, one with a positive thought is better than something generic. Judging the outline of his package, I'm ready to throw my legs in the air and let him do me!

Why Start Now?

To be honest, this isn't my first time blogging. Nope, I'm not a blogger-virgin (hell, nothing about my body has been a virgin since I was sweet-fifteen years old). I've sporadically published on a professional educators network for the past five years. I've likewise written on a social nudist website for almost three years now. I guess I'm just taking this entire blog-thing to the next logical level. Just another step in the evolutionary process.

So, why begin this project now? Well, why not? There's no time like the present to make a change and try something new. As an educator, September is the traditional beginning of another scholastic year so the timing feels right. Classes resume the day after Labor Day; therefore, a different tool to jump-start the academic season.

Recently, I celebrated my thirty-third birthday. Keeping this space here is another means to commemorate a new birth year. Anything to protect this ancient brain from atrophy!

Oh yeah, there's one more important reason for doing this. A first cousin of mine has been posting on blogger.com since January, 2010. He's been kicking my cute, furry ass about creating my own blog for the past six months. What better way to get him off my back than taking this plunge? Satisfied, Cuz? LOL! 

Wednesday, September 1, 2010

Initial Entry

I've walked through the door and entered the world of blogging. Now, which path to take and exactly where this jouney will take me, I don't have a clue. That's probably the reason that beginnings are so exciting and scary, all at the same time. The simple act of undertaking a new project is fun and inspiring, and not the least bit intimidating.

I've kept a journal most of my adult life. That part of me is private. This is the part of me, myself and I that I am offering the world to see and judge. I am a realist and I know for a fact that others will judge me. Why sweat it? It happens all the time and I know that I can never change that fact of nature. I've learned to accept it and move on. After all, I've 33 years of experience in handling judgments due to my biraciality, sexuality, nudity, Deafness and a dual interest in arts and athletics. Judgments don't bother me, but stupidity does test my patience and tolerance.

I think I'll make it a habit to publish here only when I'm naked (which, truth is, almost all the time except when I'm at work). I don't have anything to hide so I may as well hang loose and enjoy the ride!