![]() We weren’t sure if that was the right thing to do but that’s what we decided.”Īnd that last sentence sent me into another panic. Your dad and I aren’t in that religion so we decided we’d let you make the choice for yourself. It’s kind of like a sacrifice to their god. The scary part for me as a pre-school age boy was just how calm and matter-of-fact she was about it. Somehow she got me alone, and explained the concept of circumcision. My friend was understandably concerned, but my mom assured him nothing was wrong, then sent him away or something. So I ran to my mom in a panic, telling her that someone had done something to my friend. He said no, this was just what it looked like naturally. I asked him if it had been injured or something had cut it. I don’t know how I knew, but I just knew something was not right. The first time I actually looked at another boy’s penis, I was shocked. I kind of have to since I wanted to tell the stories in chronological order, and this was the first. I suppose I’ll dive right into a contentious issue. You can jump around if you feel like it since most of the stories can be read independently of each other. I think all humans face enough non-consensual situations to fill a book, so we have to pick and choose which ones will be significant. I may be a white male from an upper-middle class family but I’ve still seen some shit. This is a rapid-fire series of true stories from my life, each of which made me think in some way about consent. ![]()
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