March Forward! Progress!

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March forward! Progress! March, the month that encourages our replenishment of ourselves and our renude (renewed) progress as both an individual, as a community and as a culture! Bare practitioners resolute in our quest for recognition and respect!

March forward! Progress! March, here in the Northern Hemisphere, is our traditional “transitional” month! Important, memorable and necessary as this is the month that marks our transition (change) from the dreadfully depressing and dull days of winter into the joys of spring!

Pace yourselves!

Due to this ecstatic progress, “March forward!” is a proverbial useless command. Some march, some run, some stroll and some saunter and then there are those clueless ones who aimlessly wander along, set in their own pace. What is critical is that we’re all moving together – in both our nakedness and also in the same direction!

March f-o-r-w-a-r-d! Trust me, no one wants to awaken tomorrow morning moving closer to winter than spring. F-o-r-w-a-r-d! Progress!

Keep your eyes open!

During this month of transition, the routine of daylight savings time (DST) occurs annually. The final result unfortunately is not any reward of extra time but simply a “gift” of longer days of sunlight due to time adjustments.

March also delivers the official arrival of the season of springtime every year! This includes our excitement about the fading frigid temperatures outside and the renewed of warmer temperatures in our natural environment! This annual event is honoured in our outdoor world with the return of foliage to our forests and woodlands as springtime blooms and blossoms all around us.

Flexing his muscles!

Here at ReNude Pride: Guys Without Boxers! we are encouraged to practice the custom and habit of Spring Resolutions with the arrival of the rejuvenating season instead of the barren and burdensome drudgery of new year’s resolutions!

The arrival of springtime is welcoming to change and conducive to progress. The new year arrival at the onset of the winter season is merely too depressing an atmosphere!

Bare swimmers!

Bonus Reward:

The month of March also brings those of us residing in the Northern Hemisphere closer to eager arrival of the summer season and our fanciful practice of skinny dipping (swimming nude) in bodies of water offered in our natural world!

Ancient Greek warriors!

Triple Bonus Rewards!

March additionally offers the Feast of the Annunciation of the Theotokos (Mother of God)! The day that heralded the uprising against the Turkish Ottoman Empire and led to the establishment of the Kingdom of Greece by uniting the crown, the church and the state!

Naked hugs!

Roger Poladopoulos/ReNude Pride: Guys WithoutBoxers!

Author’s Note: The next post entry here is planned for Friday, March 6, 2026, and the proposed topic is: “One Year Later!”

Armistice Day/Remembrance Day!

Tomorrow, 11 November, marks the honouring of the cease-fire between the Allied Powers and the Central Powers. It ended the Great War that eventually became known as World War I.

The Great War commenced in 1914 following the assassination of Archduke Franz Ferdinand and his wife, the Countess Sophia, by Serbian nationalists in Sarajevo, Austria-Hungary. The conflict evolved into a global one with the entrance into the belligerence by both the United Kingdom and France and their immense colonial empires in defence of the neutrality of the Kingdom of Belgium.

The USA entered the war in 1917 upon discovering a German initiative to encourage the invasion of the US by Mexico.

The armistice (cease-fire) was a prelude to the signing of the Treaty of Versailles, which recognized the surrender of Germany to the Allied Powers in 1919. At that time, the Great War was the most severe conflagration in human history.

The Spanish influenza epidemic of 1918, following the armistice, added to the number of deaths induced by the conflict.

The Great War reintroduced the red poppy as a symbol of tribute to all of those who sacrificed their lives. The emblem honours both the military and civilian victims of the conflict before progressing the same recognition to those killed during World War II and beyond.

The Armistice applicable to the Great War was effective upon the 11th month (November), the 11th day at the 11th hour (11:00 a.m.).

The international conflict has various determinations referencing it. In the United Kingdom and Commonwealth it is observed as Remembrance Day, a lasting tribute for all the fallen. It is a Sunday holiday in many countries. It is known as Armistice Day in the remaining countries who fought in the war. In the US it is called Veterans Day.

The Poppy:

The red poppy flower represents consolation, remembrance and death. The poppy is a common symbol that throughout the centuries has been utilised the reflect everything ranging from peace to death and even including sleep (slumber). In ancient times, poppies were placed on graves in honour of eternal rest (sleep).

During The Great War (1914 – 1918) much of the fighting took place in western Europe, especially in the Flanders region of the Kingdom of Belgium. The countryside was blasted, bombed and fought over repeatedly. The landscape was torn apart by the existence of military trenches.

The previously beautiful scenery was reduced to mud – bleak and barren vistas where little or nothing could grow.

There was a remarkable exception to all the desolation – the bright red poppy. These resilient flowers flourished among the overabundance of nothing except destruction. The availability of the red poppy resulted in them to profusely dominate the graves of those killed during The Great War.

In Flanders Fields

The Poppy: symbolic of remembrance!

In Flanders Fields

In Flanders fields the poppies blow

between the crosses, row on row,

That mark our place; and in the sky

the larks, still bravely singing, fly

Scarce heard amid the guns below.

We are the Dead. Short days ago

we lived, felt dawn, saw sunsets glow,

Loved and were loved, and now we lie,

In Flanders fields.

Take up our quarrel with the foe;

to you from failing hands we throw

The torch, be yours to hold it high.

If ye break faith with us who die

We shall not sleep, though poppies grow

In Flanders fields.

Author: John McCrae

John McCrae was the son of Scots immigrants and born in Guelph, Ontario, Canada in 1872. In May, 1915, he was serving as a physician in the Royal Canadian Army Medical Corps in Flanders, Belgium. On May 2, Lieutenant Alexis Helmer, a Canadian field artillery officer and close friend of McCrae, was killed in the Second Battle of Ypres. Shortly afterwards, McCrae wrote the above poem in memory of his friend and honouring all the war dead.

The poem was first published on 8 December 1915, in London, UK, in the satirical magazine, Punch. It was immediately popular, widely circulated, and reprinted as a fitting tribute to all the deceased.

Have a safe and meaningful Remembrance Day/Armistice Day/Veterans Day!

Naked hugs!

Roger Poladopoulos/ReNude Pride: Guys Without Boxers!

Author’s Note: The next post entry here is planned for Friday, November 14, 2025, and the proposed topic is: “Bare Celebrity Role Model #3!”

Commonwealth Coronation Day!

A King is crowned!

To all of the subjects of the Commonwealth on the occasion of the coronation of King Charles III:

Saturday, May 6, 2023

Seventy years ago, June 2, 1953, his mother, the late Queen Elizabeth II, was crowned in Westminster Abbey.

God Save the King:

God save our gracious king,

long live our noble king,

God save the king.

Send him victorious,

happy and glorious,

long to reign over us.

God save the king.

Thy choicest gifts in store,

on him be pleased to pour.

Long may he reign.

May he defend our laws,

And give us every cause,

To sing with heart and voice,

God save the king!

A crowned king!

Naked hugs!

Roger Poladopoulos/ReNude Pride

Author’s Note: The next post entry here is planned for Monday, May 8, 2023, and the proposed topic is: “T’is the Season!”

Your Buttocks = Historic Artifact!

Historical buttocks!

Your opportunity to make your bottoms-up! pose into an historic artifact!

Bottoms-up!

For GLBTQ+ Nude History Month, October, 2023 – ReNude Pride – will feature for Bottoms-Up! a collection of photos celebrating buttocks submitted by you!

Everyone reading here is cordially invited to submit a photograph of your buttocks to be featured on ReNude Pride for publication on October 31, 2023! A great way to preserve your posterior as an historical artifact.

Don’t neglect this perfect opportunity to become a part of our GLBTQ+ History! Between now and the beginning of Autumn, take a photo of yourself, you and a friend, or you and your partner wishing all of us bottoms-up! Remain anonymous if you like, we only require images of your buttocks and not your face. Names are not necessary, only your country of origin. If you want to promote your blog, submit the title along with the country of origin!

Bottoms-Up! rainbow pride!

Important: Submit images in only the .jpeg, .png or the .gif mode. Email the image to Bottoms-up! renudepride@gmail.com. Only include your blog name and your country of origin. Only one entry per person.

Bottoms-up! furry!

Entries may be mailed any time between now and October 10, 2023. All entries must be received by October 10 to be included in the posting. Please respect the limit of only one submission per person. Thank you!

Bottoms-up! body painted!

Naked hugs!

Roger Poladopoulos/ReNude Pride

Author’s Note: The next post entry for here is planned for Tuesday, February 28, 2023, and the proposed topic is: “Bottoms-Up! End of February, 2023!”

My Papa and JFK!

November 22, 1963: President John F. Kennedy Shot In Dallas, Texas, USA!

The headline above is not even a vague memory for me. I had not even been conceived when that event happened. The only memory that Twin and I have of that day are the recollections that our parents shared with us many years after the tragedy occurred.

Both our father and our mother were born in Greece and emigrated to the USA after the birth of our oldest brother. They lived here as resident aliens and neither of them were naturalized. They returned to Greece, their homeland, after our father retired from his job. All of our brothers returned with them except for Twin and myself.

John F. Kennedy inspired Papa as a presidential candidate and after he was elected into office. We do remember an enlarged photograph of our father addressing voters in our Greek Orthodox church parish hall urging them to support President Kennedy. Although neither of our parents were eligible to vote, Papa was an active supporter of Kennedy and the Democratic party within our Greek community.

Growing up, every year on November 22, we all recall our father’s lamenting his assassination and remembering the many reasons he admired the man. Many times we made family trips to visit Kennedy’s gravesite in Arlington National Cemetery.

Naked hugs!

Roger Poladopoulos/ReNude Pride

Author’s Note: The next post entry planned for here is Friday, November 25, 2022, and the proposed topic is: “Interview: The Nubian-Ikigai!”