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There is no ethics without aesthetics freedom.

“ If you don't wear a T-shirt, you have no respect for yourself” Some people say to a young one who walks with his bare upper body under the august's sun. These people think that the bare torso's skin humiliates human person. The details of the skin, the brown color of the human surface, the soft bends of the muscles, the natural beauty that is infinitely more beautiful than any other beauty manufactured by human beings... How can so many blessings be a shame for anyone? I must add that the more we manufacture, the more electric energy must be produced. And the more we produce electric power, the more we throw carbone dioxide to the atmosphere.

“ If you don't wear a T-shirt, you have no respect for yourself” They say, and they wear their neckties, as if the indumentary of the powerful people, of the citizens, of the Lords, was more dignified than human skin... as if only one style, or line, or mode, or way of dressing... was worthy in the life... As if only the manners of the tradition's worshippers were worthy; the mode and the look of the guarantors of the ancestors traditions.

They put the worst barbarity and the fact of not wearing T-shirt in the same bag; the bag of the baseness. And in this same bag, they put the habit of wearing bonnet (they don't like bonnets on kid's heads), and the habit of not wearing swimsuit on the beach, and the habit of dressing of one or another way... Whatever custom they don't like goes to the baseness's bag. In spite of their reactionary words, many of them don't explain all the thoughts they have in their minds, because they know than many of this thoughts show their intolerance and their desire to impose their culture, their moral, their ideology, their style... as if they were the only mandatory culture, the only mandatory moral, the only mandatory ideology and the only mandatory style.

Some of these people (powerful people) have created an state inside the state. They are organized. They meet occasionally to decide secret strategies seeking only one aim: to impose their civilitation, their kind of civilitation. This civilitation is based on the repression and the protocol, they want to turn some styles into social dogmas. They want to suppress the freedom of expression in everything tied with human nudity, or with human nature, or with creative freedom, or with open mind... With their fight, they keep all the fetish raised by the inquisitors and the repressors of all ages.

“ If you don't wear a T-shirt, you have no respect for yourself” they say to a kid who is skating in Barcelona with his upper body bare. The kid wears bermuda shorts and a bonnet. He jumps with his skate on a curved track. He doesn't disturb anyone. He doesn't say anyone the way of dressing.

Imposing the way that people must dress is disrespectful. Forbidding the way that people want to dress is also a disrespectful. Suppressing a very important part of the human richness is a disrespectful.
The freedom of clothing is a part of the freedom of expression. The freedom of expression is the freedom of the colors, of the shapes, of the beauty of this world so wide and miscellaneus. The diversity helps us to keep our mind open to scape from castrating uniformity of those who defend and impose only one moral and one aesthetics. There is no ethics without aesthetics freedom.



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