Facebook should really only give up the outrageous censorship and make free speech the default option. I picture an open, collective space as one in which we all get to exchange thoughts and content without being at the mercy of one offended user or a corporation’s notion of what they may deem obscene.

The great news (sort of) is that we users do matter, and we can hold them responsible. Why? 1. Because without us, the users, there isn’t any Facebook. And 2. Because Facebook isn’t just free. Its advertisements revenue relies on us (as users and advertisers) seeing those ads that appear in news feeds and on the sides of pages.
We’ve also “paid” through illegal entry to our private info and probably will again in the foreseeable future.
What exactly can we do about it? Make our voices heard, both on and off Facebook. Submit banned content to STGMB, where we can all mock and call out Facebook for removing the most benign Internet content. I think we should keep submitting grievances to FB toocan’t guarantee that any individuals 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 may also be worth noting that Facebook does not allow users to support others to violate its policies. So you should give it some consideration before http://nudism-life.com go attempting to enact a Day of Naked. Maybe Facebook is not the greatest location for campaigns against Facebook
There have been many requests and campaigns against hate speech that succeeded in getting FB to revise its policies. So maybe a free speech petition is another choice to consider.
There are a couple of choice social networks particularly for naturists, though none match the quality and breadth of Facebook. We actually desire a better alternative for everyone, but til then, looks like we’re stuck dealing with fascistbook.
What do you think, readers? What else can we do about Facebook censorship? Or have some of you already given up and moved to Twitter or Tumblr?
This article about the issues with Facebook Censorship was published by Young Naturists and Naturists America FKK
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Group: Felicity’s Naturist Blog, Nudist Site, Pinky RantsHow Naked Yoga and Doing Young in The Nude Changed My Yoga Practice
(Guest Site by Naked Yoga Educator Isis Phoenix)
Naked Yoga by Isis
I towel dried my hair and sans clothing, I padded barefoot to my living room and rolled out my yoga mat. I needed to get a practice in before teaching yoga later in the day. It was the spring of 2007. For some reason with this particular day I did not trouble to put on the ordinary stretchy pants and fitted top that accompanied my yoga practice. I chosen for the vogue of ‘au naturel’ instead of streamlining spandex. It was a whim.
I wasn’t what one would consider a nudist. I used ton’t have to be nude in my house, nor was I one to seek out clothing-optional events. I ‘d never been to a naked beach. For some reason on that day, nevertheless, I decided to practice yoga without clothing.
I was alone in my own New York 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, closed my eyes, and stilled my thoughts.
The impulse for movement sprung up that lead me into a simple cat-and-cow movement on my hands and knees – arching and flexing my back with each inhale and exhale – eyes shut. I stretched my way back into downward-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 believed. I respired.
I started a straightforward sun salute, moving through the familiar poses on my mat. In this sun salute I experienced for the first time what I ‘d call yoga. Allow me to explain. I was practicing regularly for 36 months and had recently completed my yoga teacher training.
To say this happenstance experience, nude in my living room was the first time I experienced yoga was foolish 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 describe as that of a very complex lock that have been stuck for a long time lining up and suddenly cracking open to reveal http://x-public.com to oneness.
Before that second I can say my yoga practice had been consistent but somewhat superficial. I had real targets – longer headstands, mastering complicated sequences, a practice of vegetarianism, attending classes three times per week, learning Sanskrit. In this instant, nevertheless, the doors swung open and everything that was fragmenting my practice was shown.
Isis Phoenix Naked Yoga Instructor