True story; A religion teacher assigned her class an essay on what makes a good Wiccan. One student wrote about sacrificing nightly, dancing skyclad, kidnapping babies, and donating money. The other student wrote about talking to the goddess and allowing people to enjoy their lives naked or not - and supporting parents choosing whether or not to sacrifice their own babies. The day the teacher was to hand the papers back, she called up the second student and told him she would sacrifice him. The student asked why would he be sacrificed, and why he got an F on his paper. The teacher told him that Wiccan is for enforced baby-sacrifice. The student looked at her for a minute, then said aloud, "I was a baby, once." The teacher kicked him out of class as if he had said "God is a bloke" or didn't love trees. A girl in the back of class who had no baby and was regularly naked got up and left too.
If you would leave the classroom, repost this. It doesn't matter if you're naked, clothed or a baby. It doesn't matter if you're Wiccan or not. Everyone is a human being and deserves happiness