Every once in a while you have one of those moments in your everyday life where someone asks you a simple question and you suddenly realize that you are actually viewed as a real life adult. I don't think I have any sort of Peter Pan complex and I am quite accustomed to carrying around heavy amounts of responsibility, but the first time a friend asked me if I was going to have my son circumcised I felt like a character from Lost, frozen in fear and awaiting the inevitable brain overloaded nose bleed. I quickly snapped back to reality and replied, "Huh, I don't know. I never really thought about it". And that is the honest truth, I never really thought about it, but at the same I subconsciously probably reeealy never wanted to think about it.
Now the time has come and I must make a super manly man decision for the boy. I did some research on the internet, listened to proponents of both sides (even though the anti-snippers are the only ones who seem to be really "passionate" about their viewpoint) and even got a doctor's advice. I've made my decision, the wife is on board, but I won't tell you what it is. Not because I think it's inappropriate to talk about my unborn child's weiner in a blog, but because I like pushing buttons and know that the mystery is probably eating you up right now. See, that is what learned most from this tip madness, the people that are willing to voice their opinion about the subject aren't really interested a discussion, they are just unrelenting in the passion to have you side with them.
So, from now on when someone asks me what compelled me to make my decision I will simply say, "I love how they look that way, it's glorious". Sure, it's a ridiculous statement, but you have to admit it's a pretty funny go to response, and you can't argue an opinion, but you can argue half-assed mildly scientific knowledge derived from internet sources, talk shows, and skewed statistics.
Thursday, December 31, 2009
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