Facebook should actually just give up the crazy censorship and make free speech the default option.

Why? 1. Because without us, the users, there's no Facebook. And 2. Because Facebook isn't just free.

We've also "paid" through illegal access to our private information and likely will again later on.
So what can we do about it? Submit banned content to STGMB, where we can all mock and call out Facebook for removing the most innocuous Internet content. I think we should keep submitting grievances to FB toocan't guarantee that any people read them, but if enough of us keep at it then maybe our collective voice will, at some point, get heard. But we can't do this alone!
It might also be worth noting that Facebook doesn't let users to encourage others to break its policies. So you may want to give it some thought before you go trying to enact a Day of Nude. Perhaps Facebook isn't the best area for efforts against Facebook
There have already been many petitions and efforts against hate speech that succeeded in getting FB to revise its policies. So maybe a free speech request is another substitute for consider.
T here are a couple of alternative social networks particularly for naturists, though none match the quality and breadth of Facebook. We truly need a better option for everyone, but til then, looks like we're stuck dealing with fascistbook.
What do http://ournudism.com think, readers? Or have some of you already given up and transferred to Twitter or Tumblr?
This post about the dilemmas with Facebook Censorship was published by Young Naturists and Naturists America FKK
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Class: Felicity's Naturist Blog, Naturist Blog, Pinky RantsHow Naked Yoga and Doing Young in The Nude Changed My Yoga Practice
(Guest Site by Naked Yoga Teacher Isis Phoenix)
Naked Yoga by Isis
I towel dried my hair and sans clothes, I padded barefoot to my living room and rolled out my yoga mat. I desired to get a practice in before teaching yoga in the evening. It was the spring of 2007. For some reason on this particular day I did not trouble to put on the standard stretchy pants and fitted top that accompanied my yoga practice. I elected for the vogue of 'au naturel' instead of streamlining spandex.
blondes on a beach was not what one would consider a naturist. I didn't have to be nude in my home, nor was I one to seek out clothing-optional events. I 'd never been to a naked beach. For some reason on that day, however, I determined to practice yoga without clothes.
I was alone in my own Ny apartment. It was the middle of the day. The blinds were shut and I was alone - my mat, my breath, my body and all her imperfections. I sat, shut my eyes, and stilled my thoughts.
The impulse for movement appeared that direct me into a simple cat-and-cow movement on my hands and knees - arching and bending my back with each inhale and exhale - eyes shut. I extended my way back into down-facing dog. I was naked. My breasts hung like the udders of a cow in this pose and my belly sagged. So that is why we wear spandex, I presumed. I respired.
I began a straightforward sun salute, moving through the recognizable poses on my mat. Allow me to clarify. I have been practicing consistently for three years and had recently completed my yoga teacher training.
To say that this happenstance encounter, nude within my living room was the very first time I experienced yoga was idiotic in my experience. On the other hand, the minute it occurred I understood. Anything I presumed was yoga before was now off the table. It was a moment that I can only explain as that of a very complicated lock that had been stuck for several years lining up and suddenly breaking open to reveal a secret portal to oneness.
Before that moment I will say my yoga practice was consistent but somewhat superficial. http://videonudism.com 'd tangible goals - longer headstands, mastering complex sequences, a practice of vegetarianism, attending courses three times a week, learning Sanskrit. In this instant, however, the doors swung open and everything that was fragmenting my practice was revealed.
Isis Phoenix Naked Yoga Teacher