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Nudity? Please...



I love the internet and social media. I love how we can share things and receive things without actually having to be in contact, I am one of those people who embraces new tech until of course I realise it's no longer working for me. Now one thing that I have had enough of is this exhibitionism that is now parading itself around as activism. What is your naked body standing up for please.  It's one thing or another, from Kim Kardarshan's constant need to be the topic of discussion, to Chelsea Handler and Miley Cyrus forcing us to see their nipples. People say things like if you don't  like it don't look , I used to be one of those people but how can I not look when these images are constantly on all my timelines going by headlines like; "so and so stands up to online haters with these sexy nude shot" or "This and that celebrity stands up to body shamers with more naked pictures" or "so and so supermodel stands up to instagram double standards with saucy nipple shot" etc etc. This whole thing is very funny to me, it's like someone says please madam your body is precious and private we don't want to show it and I say no my body is neither precious nor private. Thank You very Much.

Honestly I am over it.

It's now like talent doesn't mean anything, just get yourself on some social media platform and you will be noticed or take a sexy shot of your behind post on instagarm, 200 likes instant validation. Why do we need peoples likes to our posts to determine our self worth.  Now everyone wants someone else who they have never met to agree with them. A woman breast feeds her child and it's a big issue, she goes to a photographer takes millions of pictures and floods your Instagram or Facebook feed and you see a caption like "this brave new mommy takes on the breast feeding haters" lol.

I will like to introduce you to more that 10,000 "brave" Nigerian mommies who breast feed their babies on the street, in the hospital, in the waiting taxi and she doesn't want your validation or likes she just wants her child to be fed and be quiet.  Sigh.

I digress... what I am saying is that the new move towards nudity of any gender as a valid form of expression is getting out of hand. When people used to get naked for causes it was something special, naked people are now a dime a dozen. let's not think it's only a western thing, you know how we are always quick to copy everything our cousins from across the oceans are doing, so your 16 old daughter will tell you there isn't anything to it Mummy. what's so special about a nipple? Are you upset when junior shows his own? Then you have to spend the time to explain to her that the feminism we fight for and believe in is not the mass media propaganda that is all over the news and social media.

Please do not #freethenipple on my timeline this is not a worthy cause.

Cover all your stretch marks and baby battle scars at least half of the world's population has them.

xo
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