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REVIEWTNS & the INF
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Karl Dreßen, Geschichte des Naturismus: Von der
Nacktheit über die Nacktkultur zum Naturismus [The History Of Naturism,
From Nakedness To Naked Culture To Naturism]. 312 pp. 1996. German
language. Generously B&W-illustrated in A4 format. Full-color
covers. Published by International Naturist Federation (St.
Hubertusstraat 5, B-2600, Berchem/Antwerp, Belgium). Orders to Karl
Josef Dressen, Zedernstrasse 19, Mönchengladbach D-41239, Germany.
Price: DEM 60 (about US $41, in German Marks). Includes shipping.
Electronic bank money transfer to Acct. # 102996 (BLZ 310 500 00) at
Stadtsparkasse Mönchengladbach, Germany.
THIS MAGNIFICENT WORK by the dedicated, hardworking, unpaid INF
President Karl Dreßen-Dressen, in English-is by far the most
comprehensive chronicle history of worldwide Naturism ever attempted.
He spans from the first FKK theorist, Richard Ungewitter, to the
Federation's activities of early 1996. From Australia to Moscow to
Astrakhan, and from Black's Beach to Beau Valley to Finland. From Erik
Holm to Erkki Husu to Alan McCombe, and not overlooking the Americans,
like Bob Walker, Jim Hadkey, Bev Price, Fred Bischoff, Hap Hathaway and
Roland Senecal: an immense roll-call of contributors to modern body
acceptance.
Dressen
maintains an admirable degree of balance and neutrality in his telling.
It has to be difficult. The INF adventure to coordinate competing and
uneven national interests has been idealistic, fractious, and
ill-funded by the national federations of landed clubs. But you'd
hardly notice this in the author's judicious summaries.
The
'great' European national blocs within INF do, however, gain inordinate
attention as compared with more recent and scanted pioneers in Greece,
Brazil, Argentina, Russia, Yugoslavia, Canada and elsewhere.
Dressen
is prudent about extending recognition to free beach or "wild" nudity.
He also lends excessive credit to traditional ('legal', i.e., landed
club) federations, where he does acknowledge public-lands advances.
In this
vein a great many heroic free-beach pioneers go unrecognized, or are
marginalized. To mention a very few: - Eugene Callen, BeachFront
founder in Los Angeles, or Jefferson Poland, who led the first U.S.
"nude wade-in" at a San Francisco beach; Jean Rocquemont, founder in
Guadeloupe of legal nude beaches for the Western hemisphere; Françine
Nenon, who strategized and compiled the first French nude beach guide,
long before the federation of clubs (FFN) recognized the 'illegal'
beaches; and Angelos Mimikopoulos, whose fine archives and whose
organizing and publishing for Greek and East European Naturism have
been all but ignored by INF.
This
caveat: Few readers will be quite certain about overlooked persons or
events, as there's no index. Hopefully a name index can still be
compiled and supplied to purchasers and libraries.
Indeed, this History of Naturism devotes more space to illustrating our World Guide to Nude Beaches & Resorts and Nude & Natural than it does to the publications of any other single organization whether or not a part of the INF.
Pages 145, 146, 165, 166 and 203 of the History are wholly devoted to reproduction of numerous World Guide photos.
Amply
discussed and illustrated.are the Nude Recreation Weekend conceived by
the nascent TNS in 1976 (pp. 161, 182), and for the last decade shared
by TNS with AANR; The Naturist Society's international conferences held
at Antiparos (p. 215) and Belezy (pp. 230, 239) which were informally
supported by the INF; and the TNS magazine (pp. 186, 193, 230, 236,
237, 258, 261).
First, some comparisons. This 23rd INF edition makes some changes.
There's an added, fourth language, Dutch, honoring the extraordinary
per-capita participation of the Netherlands in organized Naturism. (The
Netherlands is also where the INF guide is edited and printed.)
This
edition has also gone up one type size while adding a fourth language.
It's also 188 pages shorter than the previous, more unwieldy edition.
The space is gained with a loss of informational value. All text is
eliminated from listings except for the name, address and phone number
of each destination, amplified by appropriate but opaque symbols.
With the
verbal descriptions omitted, there is overwhelming reliance on these
symbols to communicate the site features. Many North American buyers in
particular find the approach is quite user-unfriendly and repellent to
their search.
Writing
in the INF Bulletin Karl Dressen has acknowledged this problem: "So
many complain about missing or incomplete information." Dressen holds
out no hope the problem will be remedied in the next INF edition.
The mediocre photos do not offer (to be kind) a compensatory reason to purchase this guide.
Numerous
schematic area maps do help to approximately locate the vicinity of a
site, although they're still small and mostly devoid of topographical
features and route numbers.
This is bare-bones information with much of the marrow gone, compared with, say, AANR's descriptive guide pages.
But quantity of raw data doesn't necessarily yield an advantage. The
INF effort falls short of the claim or promise in several crucial
matters:
- Nude
beach listings in the INF approach are, for every country, useless. No
directions, descriptions or evaluations are given. These are token,
cryptic names only. Notwithstanding, the free beaches-in both
senses-are almost always the uninitiated public's first experience of
Naturist benefits.
- The
club, resort and association listings leave a few quite enormous
gaps-"black holes" in the INF galaxy picture of the universe. How can
this be allowed?
Similarly
to AANR in the U.S, the INF is, at bottom, a trade promotional
organization of many but not all, and not necessarily the best,
resorts, clubs, magazines and large national associations. Only
entities that are allowed or selected to join can appear and be
acknowledged in their guides.
To be
specific, the editor of the INF guide is not at liberty to list clubs,
resorts, or associations that aren't dues-paying INF affiliates-for
whatever their several reasons, and however popular and/or excellent
these venues are.
Yet it
is not listed by INF or described in any way. Rather, all you'll find
among the dozens of color ad pages and 464 additional black-and-white
pages of club and resort listings, is the Cap d'Agde's campground (on
p. 193, bottom-third). Why is this? Because the campground CHM Oltra is
affiliated with the French Naturist Federation, sells its card, demands
the INF certification for admission, and thereby enhances the income of
INF and FFN. The other, nonconforming 25,000+ nude visitors to Agde on
any given Summer day, and these are the great majority, simply aren't
enjoying "world Naturism" as the INF defines the geo-reality of its
severely compromised listings. If they're not paying the dues, they
don't exist! Go figure.
In many
respects, of course, INF (as AANR, FFN, and 30 other national
franchises of INF) are doing the best they can with intelligence and
idealistic intentions. Just don't expect what isn't offered: a
disinterested survey of world nude recreation.
- A
further problem exists for INF guide users: The computer age hadn't
dawned on the INF when this edition was completed on Sept. 1 1995.
There seems to be not a single e-mail or Web address printed, even in
the ads, and even Fax addresses are rarely provided. Our own World Guide 4th edition broke the cyber-ice in 1995, detailing electronic access to the Internet and Web on pages 17-19.
The international trade association fills a substantial need with its
bi-annual compilation. The reader must however be clear that neither
completeness nor quality ratings lie within the INF's parameters, its
mandate, or indeed, its present capacity.
In sum?
World naturism is still struggling with difficulty after its first
hundred years. It can't as yet become what it radically wants.
It can only manage what we conservatively can reach for.
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Beach Nudity, Please Read!
There's something liberating about the antic of being naked. The
freedom. The exhilaration. The lack of pocket lint. Unfortunately, for
most people the notion of nudity requires some rationale - no matter how
silly that rationale may be. Streaking across a football field.
Skinny-dipping in a lake. Mooning for the camera. Photocopying your
butt. Playing naked Twister. Flashing a nun after sixth-period class,
hoping she didn't recognize you and isn't at this instant phoning your
parents. For most people, it's all about the naughty thrill of getting
caught or exposing a private part. But not for all. No, for many it's
perfectly routine, as normal and natural as, say, kissing hands or shaking
a baby.
Nude beaches are the perfect denominators for these two groups, the
puritans and the pure exhibitionists, the fakirs and the non-fakers. Think
of it as a big game of strip poker where everybody has crappy hands. The
thing to remember is that nude sunbathing isn't about sex or exhibitionism
- we'll leave that to the nudist colonies and Courtney Love. Nude
sunbathing is about elation and free-spiritedness (and avoiding wedgies
and ugly tan lines).
I've made the trek to No Clothes Land many a time. I've dropped trou in
Europe, where it's no big deal - heck, even the Royal Family has displayed
a boob or two (not counting Prince Charles). Black's Beach in San Diego
is world famous for nude sun worshipping. And, of course, here in Miami,
we have Haulover Beach.
One of the misconceptions about nudity is that every human body is
beautiful (Right). The key to inoffensive nude sunbathing is to do just
that - sunbathe. Do not play volleyball in the buff. No grilling or
barbecuing. Even if your Playgirl's Mr. January, do not perform an oil
and air filter change on your auto while naked. An watch the jogging -
you could poke somebody's eye out.
Nude beachgoers often have their social cliques and routines. They picnic
and fraternize, and they love to mingle. Zoiks. These people who sashay
up and down the beach wearing nothing but a smile and a spare tire are the
same folks you find in the receiving line at a wedding wielding a business
card and a can of Binaca.
When I venture to Haulover, I stick close to my blanket or hit the water.
I don’t wander about. It’s like you want to work the room, but there’s
no place to put your hands and no appropriate place to hang your Walkman.
(Plus, you feel like you’ve gone to a party and everyone’s wearing the
same thing.) Personally, I happen to like being naked. It’s never
bothered me. I often get home from work, disrobe, and sit naked on my
couch eating cereal. (Did I just cross the line of too much information?)
Some people are uncomfortable naked. I’m not. What I do have a problem
with, however, is being ugly and naked. Statistics show that the number
of people who enjoy nude sunbathing is proportionate to those who should
put something on. Like a tarp. Or one of those tents that they use when
they’re debugging a house. That one of the reasons why I prefer the
sanctity of my blanket. I can feign sleep (or death, if necessary) should
some naked old man approach me and start to discuss today’s undertow as he
squats liberally in front of me.
Sunscreen: I’d be remiss if I didn’t stress the importance of proper
protection. Those regions that rarely see the light of day are the first
to succumb to the sun’s deadly rays. Hence, watch your behind, or your
buns will be toast. As for – how do I say this politely – garnishing your
weenie, yes, your little buddy needs sunblock, but remember, you’re in
public. There a fine line between safety and pleasure when applying
lotion to Mr. Happy. I’ve seen guys go at it like they’re greasing a fire
pole. So take it easy. Don't make things hard on yourself.
When it comes to accessories, there are certain things you should and
should not bring to a nude beach. Telescopes and binoculars are definite
no-nos. You may think of this as a ball game, but I’m sure the Red Sox
would beg to differ. Likewise with a camcorder – carrying a video camera
at a nude beach is the pervert’s equivalent of driving by a schoolyard
with a van full of candy. As for ready, avoid books with titles like
Justice of the Piece. Stick to Field and Stream, Reader’s Digest or the
Gideon Bible. Sunglasses are a must. If you’re gonna ogle, at least do
it behind your Maui Jims.
As for your random beach bump-ins, there are obvious encounters. Besides
bodies that you’d rather not see naked, piercings are immensely popular.
Popular, I surmise, because they’re in places that wouldn’t necessarily
be exposed at Publix (unless you shop at the new one by the bay). I’ve
seen nipples that look like parachute rip cords.
And below the belt, I’ve seen piercings that made me recoil. (Come to
think of it, I’ve seen coils down there, too.) And little napkin rings.
And something called a Prince Albert. I’ve seen less metal at a gun
show. And shaving. Hmmmm. Apparently trimming the hedges has become all
the rage. Some folks go for the close cropping; others like it smooth. I
haven’t seen topiary this creative since I was at the Botanical Gardens.
Nude sunbathing can be a kick, an exciting way to liven up an otherwise
dull day at the beach. For the ladies, it means being able to wear a
sundress without worrying about unsightly strap lines. For the guys, it
means there’s no need to adjust the boys: it’s a wind sock now. For all
of us it means an escape, a break from our daily worries and cares, a
moment’s freedom where less is so much more – except when it comes to that
sunscreen.