Naked and Afraid is a show. It’s a
television show that attempts to demonstrate that human beings when nude are
hopelessly hopeless. The show’s creators strip the clothes off of one man and
one woman, drop them in some remote hostile location, and then film the
resulting chaos—also starvation.
The
producers try to get folks on the show with skills that might come in handy
while nude. They search high and low for survivalist types. It doesn’t matter. Everyone starves to
death in twenty-one days. Everyone. Even if the couple survives, everyone has
to buy a whole new wardrobe from K-Mart when they get back to civilization.
Everyone.
After
having watched several episodes, I have come to several conclusions about
evolution, survival, starvation, and pasties.
1) You can never be too fat when you’re naked and
afraid. Watching the bare-bottomed couples drop eighteen, twenty-seven, forty
thousand pounds in twenty-one days makes me want to pack on the weight. Eating
dirt, mud, mosquitoes, and sea urchins does not keep a sufficient amount of
flesh on your body, and if you’re fashionably svelte to start with you might as
well dig your own grave and crawl into it, because you’ll be a skeleton at the
end—if you make it that far.
2) Evolution is bogus. There is no way the human body evolved
so many dangly bits voluntarily. No way. Because when you are naked and afraid
in the middle of a thorn torn savannah, people with the most and biggest dangly
bits would be the first ones snagged to death on . . . well . . .
everything: thorns, cacti,
brambles, sandspurs, and all the other spiked splintery stuff. If evolution
were true we would all be shaped like torpedoes or dolphins and snag proof.
3) Water will kill you. If a
naked person drinks water raw it will kill them. If the water doesn’t stop
falling out of the sky it will kill a naked person by dissolving their skin or
freezing their bones. If a naked person swims in the water there’s a chance
that person’s dangly bits will snag on corral, thus killing them.
4) Clothes are not one of the
top three survival priorities. Believe it or not.
5) I’m too afraid to get naked.
If
I am ever on the show, I told my daughter that after finding water, building a
fire, and grubbing up some food, my next order of business would be to make myself
some pasties.
“Why?”
she wanted to know.
“Because
I would be constantly worried about snagging myself on something—also
unbearable sunburn since I’m not shaped like a dolphin.”
“How
do you intend to make pasties?”
“Wild
honey and mud.”
“That
doesn’t sound like clothes.”
“I
know, but how else am I going to get the grass to stick?”
Thankfully,
in our civilized world, we do not have to be naked and afraid. We can be fully
clothed and mildly insecure.
Color
me civilized.
Linda
(Honey Do) Zern
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