RE: Another Circumcision thread
October 7, 2016 at 3:05 pm
(This post was last modified: October 7, 2016 at 3:10 pm by The Grand Nudger.)
15 pages in, probably time for something meaty on the subject that -doesn't- grind people against their own suppositions.
Mutilation has a long and venerable history in human culture. It crosses borders, and you can find it on every continent. We prefer to call it "body modification" out of respect for the cultural practice. Some can be brutal, lengthy, and immensely dangerous. Most, are rites of passage. Many are intricate and positively gorgeous. This is the context out of which things like circumcision arise....and there was considerable disagreement, with early converts to christianity...about whether or not they had to snip their own, adult, dicks. The things that's important, though, in most rites of passage, is the desire of the participant. You have to want to get the scars, the needles, the knife...that;s what makes it work. You suffer for what you want to be included in. In presents a commonality of experience.
In the case of childhood circumcision, we appear to be taking the participatory and voluntary nature of a rite of a passage out, entirely. Hedging our bets against bad things happening before it's done, or the danger that someone may decline. Kind of makes it an odd duck.
@Whateverist
"Welcome to earth, now somebody hand me his dick so I can cut it off" - and the pattern is set. People look at me funny, deep down...I'm probably thinking, that they're thinking...about cutting off my dick.
(yes, I know, I know, before anyone chimes in..not a factor so far as we can tell, but it is an amusing coincidence that castration anxiety exists in a society full of half-assed castrators, lol)
Mutilation has a long and venerable history in human culture. It crosses borders, and you can find it on every continent. We prefer to call it "body modification" out of respect for the cultural practice. Some can be brutal, lengthy, and immensely dangerous. Most, are rites of passage. Many are intricate and positively gorgeous. This is the context out of which things like circumcision arise....and there was considerable disagreement, with early converts to christianity...about whether or not they had to snip their own, adult, dicks. The things that's important, though, in most rites of passage, is the desire of the participant. You have to want to get the scars, the needles, the knife...that;s what makes it work. You suffer for what you want to be included in. In presents a commonality of experience.
In the case of childhood circumcision, we appear to be taking the participatory and voluntary nature of a rite of a passage out, entirely. Hedging our bets against bad things happening before it's done, or the danger that someone may decline. Kind of makes it an odd duck.
@Whateverist
"Welcome to earth, now somebody hand me his dick so I can cut it off" - and the pattern is set. People look at me funny, deep down...I'm probably thinking, that they're thinking...about cutting off my dick.
(yes, I know, I know, before anyone chimes in..not a factor so far as we can tell, but it is an amusing coincidence that castration anxiety exists in a society full of half-assed castrators, lol)
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