Where's the shame? Let's all get naked.

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I have a five year old half-sister named Alexa. Her parents are not really religious at all, I don't think she's ever been to church or anything. Her parents are also generally pretty liberal about things, pretty informal, laid-back, etc.

Alexa has been potty-trained (obviously) and uses the big potty, although she needs a little help every now and then. Regardless, she never has any reservations about pulling down her pants in a large company, and always insists on keeping the door open when she does her business.

And come to think of it, why shouldn't she? It's no big deal. Hell, I'm pretty open about things and, were it not for the concern of consequences that might jeopardize my career or put me in jail, I'd have no problem walking around naked in public.

And I wouldn't be the first. We've all stumbled across the Discovery Channel and National Geographic media that depicts tribes in some far-off land where the people casually walk around naked because it's just no big deal to them. The ancient Greeks competed in the nude.

And then, of course, there's porn.

So where's this inherent so-called "shame" of nakedness that has supposedly affected us since Adam and Eve? As far as I see, shame is just something that gets created from parents (or other people) telling you that it's "bad" to be naked.

Hell, if they told you it's "bad" to eat zesty doritos from a young age like that, we'd probably feel the same kind of shame.