Maður, vertu nakinn (#freethenipple)

We seem to experience no joy in having secrets, unless they are the kinds of secrets likely to enhance our egos by attracting the attention of researchers and editors of TV talk shows, tabloid front pages and the covers of glossy magazines.  

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Provided it is not forgotten that what had previously been invisible – everybody’s share of the intimate, everybody’s inner life – is now required to be exposed on the public stage (principally on TV screens but also on the literary stage), it can be understood that those who care about their invisibility are bound to be rejected, pushed aside, or suspected of a crime. Physical, social and psychical nudity is the order of the day.

Zygmunt Bauman – Liquid Surveillance
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