The end of tourism in Vermont

Grew up in Boston, but lived for a while in the Ying to Vermont’s Yang, New Hampshire. I remember people complaining about other New Englanders driving up during the Fall and crawling along backroads while they gawked at pretty foliage with their heads out the windows. They called ’em "leaf peepers".

Vermont has a more familiar type of "peeping".

Vermont: City Known for Nudity Opts for Emergency Coverage – New York Times

People in parts of a Vermont town known for nudity are being told to keep their clothes on. In a 3-to-2 vote, town officials in Brattleboro passed an emergency antinudity ordinance for main roads and near schools and places of worship. A gaggle of naked teenagerswho hung around a downtown parking lot  [Hyper image-conscious teenagers standing around downtown, naked? What kind of parallel universe is this?!?] had prompted the Select Board several months ago to think that clothing-optional was not working. Officials decided then to let winter take care of the problem, and never voted. But, they decided they had seen enough when an elderly man strolled through downtown last week wearing nothing but a fanny pack. [The new terrorism!] Next month, Brattleboro will hold a public hearing on whether the ordinance should become permanent.

I’m still recovering from the sight when I was a kid during a visit to Denmark of a buck-naked man happily skipping along a beach. (A nude one, as it turned out to my parents’ abject horror.

Nudism is the textbook example of a idea that might sound great in theory but plays out disastrously in practice. A gentler illustration of Kant’s Categorical Imperative.