People (and Vicky) come naked from their creators. Nude bodies are beautiful (unless you've seen Norman Mailer in a speedo lately--ew!). Nudity in art places the subject in a deeply vulnerable and undeniably, essentially human context. Anyway--yawn. This whole debate is almost as silly as John Ashcroft spending $6,000 for curtains to conceal the Justice Department's bare-breasted statuary; I can't imagine anything more provincial and idiotic, frankly. Tits. Butts. Weiners. Pussies. Big fucking deal. Don't like 'em? don't look. The people who are truly obsessed with nudity are the Ashcrofts of the world; why else would it upset them so?