James Agate on Nudity

I like authors who aren't proper, and James Agate is not proper and talking in theatrical tongues, James Agate takes the Bill, for he could be confused as misanthropic I tend to weld my tongue severely on the inner lining of my cheek. So, whilst I deal with some irksome personal matters involving all sorts of nasty bureaucratic and legal delinquency pertaining to the wonderful outer world I so always depend upon for my grievances, here is a snippet of Mister Agate turning his cane and spinning his Bowler on the very D.H subject of nudity ...

"Yes, I am afraid we must have clothes. I am not an anti-nudist, because I reserve my anti-hood for things that are harmful, and I think nudery or nudistry, or whatever the silly thing is called, is merely daft. "What!" says the super-clever reader. "Do you suggest that Blake was daft?" I do. All geniuses have daftness in their make-up. And I suggest that to undress for the purpose of sitting in a garden, or even a summer-house, is daft. Yet that is not so daft as it is for a lot of people to assemble in a specially heated room and take off their clothes for the express purpose of not looking at one another."

James Agate - Bad Manners - 1938

Yes, he is talking about William Blake, who, with his wife, enjoyed sullying about in the sunshine naked, and stood proud in public saying so. There you go. Now if you'd like to read further tales of nudity, nudistry or nudery then why not click on over to Freiheit's Blog, the "Kacy" of my Erotic Fuck Fest Post who has written on the very same party! Oh and ah yes, I'm the "Cal" in the post, "Cal" "Rups", "Rupsical", it sounds like a remedy, oh I wish I had a bottle handy, I am more then drained, I'm like guttering right now.