Online nudity
Yes, online nudity, yes. I find that quite a thing. Really not in the well-known videos, they are precisely for the naked nothingness, but I heard on the radio yesterday that 1 in 15 young people sends nude photos to others. It's just that I was strapped tightly in my car seat, otherwise I would have fallen off. 1 in 15 young people between the ages of 12 and 17 wanders naked in the digital world. So that's an average of 2 in a typical high school class (and I'm talking about a small class). Am I now the epitome of modesty or is this just a significant number?
When it comes to nude photos, I hear my mother's voice echoing in my head: make sure there are never, ever nude photos of yourself to be found or even exist. And I made sure of that. I genuinely believe that there is nothing like that of me wandering around in cyberspace. Unless I did things in a tipsy state that I can't remember anymore. And no boys and girls, this is not an invitation for a search. But I was always cautious and actually still am (with the same boyfriend for eight years and counting, yes). If something like that ever comes up, and I estimate the chance to be nil, then it's because I want it. And not because that idiot from two classes above wanted to share me with his friends when I was seventeen.
Or I must have done things in a tipsy state that I can't remember anymore.
From a study a few years back, with our British neighbors, came the remarkable fact that 30 percent of adults have done something sexual in front of a camera. I would still feel deadly uncomfortable about it, but hey, we're talking about adults here. You should especially know for yourself, sexting is the new calling or something. Only kids? Because that's what they are, kids? Oh yes, and of course I was much more reckless at that age than was good for me, but I always hope that the next generation has learned from my debauchery. I think I actually made it worse. You know what it is? I did stupid things, but really quite stupid things, only then a screenshot of my Snapchat wasn't immediately taken. I had daaaays to erase my silly moves with gifs on Cu2 or to mask them with the dancing banana on Hyves. Now you get it, because you live and therefore every square centimeter in the cloud is documented.
Sometimes it seems as if online feels less real, less authentic, and that's why everything is just thrown into the digital world. But come on, it's really your naked body. Suppose you translate this to real life: you meet a hottie in the pub, ask a bit how it's going and what they do, and after five minutes of exchanging some trivia, you pull up that shirt to show off your chest. In response, he shows what's down there to the Inspection Service. You'd still have a weird or at least unusual evening, right?
And please don't get me wrong, I'm not writing this because I judge those young guys or because I have an opinion about them. I'm writing this only because I am ridiculously worried about the fact that girls and boys fall into the wrong hands online. There is even a name for it, sextortion. They are already so merciless to each other and in today's news, you see live that we can still add a sick mind to that. Just wait a little longer with that camera until you meet someone who treats you carefully and is kind to you (and until you're an adult, of course). That makes everything more fun, even the jumping. And especially if there's still something to guess about.
