Tampering with what is not yours

Tampering with what is not yours

“Our general has been attacked.” “Are they ok?”, asks the body double. “Not too bad but they have lost an arm.” This nightmare situation is not unique, for many of us want things done to their children so that they look the same as them. It is quite bizarre. We never walk down the street each day showing our disfigured genitalia to everyone. You wouldn't dream of shaving a child’s head because one of the parents has gone bald.

To claim that it is easier to operate on a baby than it is a teenager, or adult is a thinly veiled excuse to carry it out when they are powerless to prevent it. A treasured part of the body is amputated by degenerates out of pure odious spite. It is unwarranted. Circumcision is a medical euphemism for a callous procedure that deadens the senses. It makes full sex impossible. It means some have difficulty playing sports. It can cause soreness and lifelong frustration. It may not look like much has been taken. However, that which is stolen would have grown substantially. When laid out it would cover the palm of your hand. It is horrifying given that we claim to treasure children above all other things. If the cultural identity is strong and revered, the individual can elect to follow in this path, by their own choosing, when they reach adulthood. Why have a child if you are so vindictive that you are prepared to hold them down and force such violence upon them - just because it happened to you.

Many children die from circumcision. Many are badly wounded. All for zero practical gain. In one case it went so badly wrong that the parents thought it a good idea to raise their son as a girl. The child grew up somewhat confused with their mindset out of sync with their body. He (‘she’) committed suicide at the age of 23. As you read this, thousands of men have weights hanging from their penises attempting to stretch and regrow what ought to be there.

The foreskin is home to a vast number of nerve endings. It is a most sensitive piece of the human anatomy. Sometimes it gets rather tight to pull back. When I had this issue, I pulled it back when floppy and induced an erection. It hurt a lot. I took the pain for a good few seconds then distracted myself to allow it to relax. I did this several times a day, for over a week, until all came good.

Wholesome complete penises do need a slightly longer washing routine. Circumcisions marginally help with cleanliness, but the price is horrific. As for rates of infection, the difference is highly exaggerated. Statistics are manipulated to deceive. If you frown upon those that have abundant sex, then what better way to curtail it than make sexual activity less enjoyable. The loss of wonderful sensations and the inability to get rewards from certain sexual plays is heart wrenching. Take your tyres of your car and go for a ride, take a foreskin off a penis and the ride is frustrating too. Why do some want us to live an austere unsatisfying infuriating life?

In any debate about this or similar subjects, bear this in mind; morality tends to follow where the law leads.

Your children are yours to look after, but on no account, do you own them. They own themselves. My child, my choice. Not so. My brother, my choice? My aunt, my choice - to do what we want with them? ‘My’ is a relationship not possession. It is also their prerogative to decide when and to whom they will lose their virginity. You can advise and provide guidance, but their body is their body. Your child will be born with a different set of preferences to you, and you need only set up the framework for them to explore and discover what is suited to them. Affinities are fixed and locked in place to be identified through exploration with willing participants.

There is no getting away from the duty of care we have for our children. We need to make decisions on their behalf. It is an imperative to make sure they have the right inoculations, of the highest quality and administered in accordance with the latest findings. Neither rushing nor brushing it under the carpet. Knowledge is a wonderful thing, but knowledge can come to us way too late in life. There is a practice called the lotus birth which chastises the haste at which we cut the umbilical cord. If I were again at the side of my partner when she is giving birth, I would be happy requesting that we leave it be for a good while. Not days though as that seems excessive.

We can learn something from a very esteemed noble fantastic intersex person. An exemplar. They decided after much thought and mental exploration that they will be them. They will live a life as an intersex person. No mental or physical changes were to be sought. Some would like to be taller. Some would prefer this or more that. The one thing we struggle to be is ourselves. A tom boy lives life happily as a female with male tendencies. Trying to change to suit artificial constructs is rainbow chasing,