Hindsight, foreskin.
Two-time Olympic gold medal winning downhill skier Picabo Street’s parents allowed her to name herself. That seemed to be just about the most awesome thing EVER when I was in elementary school, reading Sports Illustrated for Kids.
I feel as though JJ suits me well and I don’t begrudge my father for forcing a subscription to SI Kids on me, but one thing about which I do have beef with my parents is the slicing of my meat soon after birth.
The American Academy of Pediatrics (AAP) does not recommend routine circumcision nor does the Christian faith encourage it. Unfortunately, the AAP didn’t release this conclusion until 1999, when I was 13-years-old. Still, while I’m sure my parents had my best interests at heart, they certainly weren’t thinking about my future hard on.
Like OMG, gross! Parents and sex in the same conversation? That’s like totes disgusting. Riiight?
Wrong.
Luckily for me, I’m gay and thus still get to experience the joys of foreskin. And lemme tell YOU – that is always a treasure at the end of the trail. But what about my straight brethren? The pleasure of the hood is lost on them forever. Someone needs to take a stand, stop the snipping, and get all future parents thinking ahead.
After all, the American dream is about providing our children with what we didn’t have, guiding them towards the best (sex) life we can.
HA! hahahahha. i find foreskin gross. but then again, i like pussy.