long Wreck Beach and on Vancouver sidewalks, I've been selling copies of Carellin Brooks' new social chronicle Wreck Beach (New Star $19) because it helps people be proud of their Wreck Beach nudist community and its accomplishments.

The reaction has been mixed. Some rednecks, even on Commercial Drive, have shouted obscenities, complaining that I'm naked, despite my sky-blue skimpy swimsuit! On Davie Street others have angrily called me gay.

Many more passers-by have congratulated me, in part because Wreck Beach has done much to help free attitudes about nudity for 37 years. Wreck Beach-the book-is also filling a gap. Full of wit and integrity, it's a vital historical summary that supports the preservation of this freedom destination.

Although Carellin Brooks is herself a young Vancouver "agnostic nudist"; (or naturist), she is mostly objective telling the ups and downs of the beach community. She matter-of-factly relates how the beach was named, why it's nude, the legality, and the politics, including the beach being a largely self-policing enclave.

Some people mentioned in the book might be a little embarrassed (including me), but their treatment is pretty fair. She goes into drugs (legal and illegal), the blonde beach vendor Watermelon's naked busts (her pot arrest), gay sex, gambling, strolling food vendors, relations with the RCMP (mostly harmonious), outhouses, gawkers, textiles (genital-hiders), nude enforcers, flower boxes, Bare Buns Fun Runs, Kokoro Dance performances, and much more.

Brooks' fair-minded approach might help save this near-wilderness from development. And it might even help save University of British Columbia buildings from sliding down the cliff onto Wreck Beach.

My own activism for the beach, and for nudism, goes back to when I organised the first two (and only) demos to defend nudity at Wreck Beach. Nobody has been charged with nudity (a federal crime) at Wreck Beach since our "Nude-In"; on August 23, 1970. We protesters numbered 3,000 (not 2,000, as the book says). At the time I was a young U.S. war resister. Not quite as slack as Brooks writes, but it reads funny, anyway. Then in 1978 we welcomed the Rev. Bernice Gerard, city councillor, as she tried to exorcise the nudity out of us.

Do I claim to have "started"; nudism at Wreck Beach? No. As the book explains, nudity with the First Nations is not a crime or a fetish, as it is for the invaders. They swam but had no swimsuits. Among the many revealing interviews, Brooks talks with Musqueam elder Larry Grant. We're reminded that all of greater Vancouver is part of Coast Salish territory (First Nations).

The indigenes' attitudes, private nudist clubs, and the Doukhobors' nude protests in BC in the 1960s helped set the stage for popularising Wreck Beach nudism in the 1970s.

You might say that the generational attitude shifts about nudity reflect a trend throughout our culture toward tolerance. That trend is prompted in large part by nude beaches, especially Canada's most famous beach of any kind, Wreck Beach.

Vancouver being home to Wreck Beach has played no small part in nudity spreading to the stage (such as at the Fringe Festival), to the World Naked Bike Ride (which began in Vancouver), and the budding topfree movement (females legally doffing their shirts wherever males can).

As an example of Vancouver attitudes slowly regressing to indigenous-like views, the October front cover of Vancouver's Shared Vision magazine had a huge tasteful nude colour cover photo of Stephanie MacDonald, the author of their lead story on breast thermography to detect cancer.

I would have liked a similar photo of Brooks in her book, but she and her publisher have opted for posing her like a bespectacled 1940s "girl reporter,"; although they will provide a nude publicity shot, as seen in Xtra West.

Carellin Brooks has managed to cover with sensitivity even the material which is disturbing, such as the rare unnatural death.

She discusses the nudist movement and philosophy and their relation to this beach. Whereas some nudists deny any sexual motive for their nudity, Brooks doesn't buy that argument completely. She nonetheless makes it clear that social nudity is not the Hugh Hefner poolside fantasy that many imagine.

Brooks celebrates the triumph of people to keep a piece of the earth a near wilderness, and to create there an enduring human community of liberation and love.

Brooks explains the mounting danger of further building and paving at UBC. With such development, the university risks its people, its art and artifacts at the Museum of Anthropology, its other buildings, and its (our) investment. Even in our lifetimes, more sand slides onto the beach could bring some
edifices down.

The whole peninsula on which UBC sits is mostly sand. The university planners don't always consult their own experts on that, but Brooks does. UBC sometimes consults with us, the public-largely because Judy Williams, the Mother of Wreck Beach, insists it does. Luckily, chunks of the cliff usually don't collapse on clear, calm days when the most people are there. However, watch out for earthquakes.

Brooks challenges the powers that be to justify the risk of continued development of UBC-classrooms, apartments, and a big, new shopping mall. The powerful will try to ignore this book, not wanting to bring attention to their weak arguments.

Right now UBC students have set up a People's Park (illegal occupation) to protest the coming commercial mall smack in the middle of campus, at the old bus loop. Visit it on your way to the beach. Maybe this generation won't be lost do-nothings after all!

Why do half a million people from around the world annually head to this beach that is just west of-and outside of-Vancouver city limits? Because it's one thing to be influenced by the media, by school, by church; it's quite another to go to Wreck Beach and be thoroughly re-educated, mentally and emotionally, through all five of your senses.

Although Brooks refused my fact-checking, she gets nothing major wrong. My detailed suggestions: www.korky.ca/nude-peace.html.

Wreck Beach is for now the only book on the store shelf focusing on our spectacular beach in the rain forest. It's a 96-page soft cover with 27 black-and-white photos and one map. The next two books I hope will be published are a big colour photo book and a book by or about Judy E. Williams, whom you get to know in Brooks' book.

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--review by Korky Day, one of the early young upstarts in the collective that owned and produced the Georgia Straight newspaper, has long been an activist for nudism.

[BCBW 2007]