I Have A Foreskin

Over the past 10 years, I have had a number of very candid interactions with Canadian women using the internet. You Canadian women are blunter and more proudly heterosexual than most of your American counterparts.

Your experiences go far far beyond mine. I was raised an austere Roman Catholic. Nearly everything you wrote above was absolutely impossible for me to indulge in. I cannot imagine a mother talking the way you say your mother did.

I never ever dreamed that I would live to see a time when North American women would use electronic technology to tell me that they much preferred men like me, despite my being outside of the realm of their lived experience. Late last decade, I met in Topix an American secular Jew who was a urological nurse, and who proudly had an intense foreskin fetish. In her professional experience, there was no truth whatsoever to the claim that the natural penis was less healthy.

@consa01:

Yes, I would tend to agree with you,consa01. The Roman Catholic environment you were immersed in throughout your life, would not under any circumstances allow you to witness how life happens outside of that chosen environment. The reason you cannot imagine a mother talking the way I said my mother spoke to me, is because that level of communication between parent and child would never be allowed to occur in a typical Roman Catholic family environment. That is why you cannot imagine it. That awareness-of-self would never be discussed in a Roman Catholic family and if it were ever discussed, one would require some form of forgiveness to occur in a confessional booth of sorts, very shortly afterwards. That is a sad state of affairs really, when one stops to really think about how the church controls one's life by controlling one's mind about the church.

Not being raised Roman Catholic, I cannot imagine NOT sitting down at the kitchen table with my mother at midnight, sometimes with my two sisters present, to discuss things like teen pregnancies, drug and alcohol issues at school, boyfriend problems, boyfriends with foreskins, boyfriends without foreskins, or discussing what dad looks like stark naked as he walked out of the shower to the bedroom one afternoon, not knowing I would meet him in the hallway as he threw his towel over his shoulder.

Although he was rarely a participant at our kitchen table discussions, what his presence brought to my mind's eye as I met him in the hallway that time to his complete surprise, suddenly provided tremendous meaning to my mother's non-descriptive way of describing things. Although my sisters were not present in the hallway with me at the time of the naked encounter with my father, they now know with clarity what dad's penis looks like, thanks to my own subjective observations. And I shared what I knew with them, as we sat drinking tea with my mother at midnight while dad was fast asleep upstairs.

It would be an absolute tragedy in my opinion, for a teenaged girl to feel so intimidated by her Roman Catholic upbringing, that she could not go to her mother for some pretty basic issues that surround a young woman's life.

It would be even more tragic if her Roman Catholic mother sat there like a a complete idiot and offered no solution to issues that neither the church nor the educational system have the competency to resolve for anyone, let alone a teenaged young woman who has questions about the male body.

That is probably why the Roman Catholic religion in Canada is showing signs of having run it's course at this point in human evolution, which is why there are over 6000 Catholic churches up for sale across Canada right now as we speak. Younger generations are no longer buying into that Catholic concept of how life works in the Universe and as such, congregational attendance over the last 10 years in Roman Catholic churches across Canada, has not been enough to pay the church's light bill each month.

Younger generations using the technology that we have today, are no longer supporting the great myths and unsubstantiated beliefs and fears of hell which the church still attempts to impose upon this world's highly educated populations of today. After all, if one wants to find out what the Pope truly thinks about anything, you don't get down on your knees before him anymore, you sit at your computer and Google 'The Pope'. Google doesn't lie, but the Pope does vary his public opinion from time to time on just about everything, right!

I am very happy for you that you have experienced electronically from people like me, how modern women feel about things like sex, or fetishes as your internet friend has described, or male foreskins like l have described. I can assure you of one thing for sure consa01 and that is, you will not be going to hell for talking about this stuff with me at the end of this day; you will not be summoned to a confessional booth for having revealed your association with a nurse who possesses a foreskin fetish and you will no longer feel that there is something physically unnatural about your body from this day forth.

I deeply respect everything you have mentioned in your response to me, but in all honesty, you sound absolutely shell-shocked by the response you received when you so innocently spoke your mind about your own foreskin here on this website! It's a modern world now and you will find that women of European cultural influence in particular, know a hundred times more about your own foreskin, than you do!

And if I were you, I think I would take great comfort in knowing, that women know what they know, should I ever travel to far-away-places like... oh, Scandinavia for starters!

Congratulations!
Jen.

@swirlie: My mother was educated in one of the best convent schools in Europe, and was an eyewitness to conquered continental Europe on the ground. She was strafed and bombed. She was no fool. The French small town near where she grew up had a legal whorehouse, and she remembers a 200m street cue of American servicemen waiting to be serviced by the working girls. My mother was a lot less naive than my father.

I am pleasantly surprised, not shocked, by your candor. BTW, part of SW's mission is to encourage such candor.

Are you aware that the Roman Catholic church endorses evolution and Big Bang cosmology? That the Pope is advised by a panel of 50 world class scientists, because the Church does not want a repeat of the Galileo fiasco? My mother had an uncle who was a Jesuit priest, who corresponded with her monthly for 20 years. This correspondence ended with his death. he told her "We have to believe in hell. We are not required to believe that there are any souls in hell."

An American woman who has thought very very deeply about the penis and its foreskin, is Spoony Quine. Google her. She's also in Facebook. She has a fair education in science and in scientific method, something that is uncommon among grass roots critics of American RIC.

Orthodox Roman Catholic theology says that you and I can exchange ideas about the foreskin as long as our dialog doesn't veer to sexting, and as long as neither of us masturbates over what the other writes. ;) In Catholic ethics, for a married person to daydream about sexual acts with someone other than one's spouse, is virtual adultery. Catholicism can humour a foreskin fetish, as long as the man attached to the foreskin is your husband!
I was 13 when I first understood that I was natural. 34 when I first understood that I was healthy and that routine circumcision was pointless. 37 when I first understood that I could satisfy an American woman. In my 40s when I very gradually came to understand that the moving foreskin made for better foreplay and penetrative sex. I have learned a lot since joining social media around 10 years ago. Women say things in social media that they would blush to say IRL.
Are you a nurse?

"...you sound absolutely shell-shocked by the response you received when you so innocently spoke your mind about your own foreskin here on this website!"
Not shell shocked, but elated and flattered! I am a real life version of Hans Christian Andersen's Ugly Duckling who discovers one day that he is in fact a swan.

"It's a modern world now and you will find that women of European cultural influence in particular, know a hundred times more about your own foreskin, than you do!"
Given contemporary mores, it is easy for a woman to make the acquaintance of dozens of foreskins on weekend dates. Meanwhile, the only foreskin I know from hands-on, is my own. There are major disadvantages of being a straight male, you see...
I chat with British and Danish women, and I can read French. There is an anti-circumcision movement all over Europe, because of the rising Muslim demographic. British women say that they find odd the circumcised penises of the American and Canadian men they very occasionally date. They simply expect the glans to have a cover. Danish women are more forthrightly foreskin friendly. The French are groping their way to foreskin sophistication, and almost everything I have read that praises the foreskin in French was translated from American intactivist writings.

@consa01:

I find your writings to be fascinating, if you don't mind me saying. I am very pleased for you that you have been able to find out so much about a woman's view on the male foreskin, which you wouldn't otherwise have likely discovered off-line, particularly in North America.

That was such an interesting story you told of your mother witnessing a 200m long lineup of American service men waiting to be serviced by those lucky 'working girls'! I only say this because I can totally relate to those girls from a female's perspective. The men were playing their 'natural' role and those women were playing their 'natural' role as well. What I am saying, is that each other's role in that situation was a perfectly natural response to a human need.

Within my own mind, I can actually imagine seeing that line of service men. But what I can totally relate to is your mother's understanding of what she was actually witnessing. Your mother would not have understood any aspect of what was going through any of those service men's minds, but she would most definitely have related to what this was all about from the minds of those 'working girls'. Considering the background you describe of your mother's history, I would absolutely have loved to have sat with your mother, woman to woman, to discuss each other's perspectives of that 200m scene.

Now, to answer your question which you asked, "Are you a nurse?", the answer is "no", I have never received Nursing Training of any kind. What I am giving you when I speak with respect as well as with significant personal knowledge regarding the male foreskin, involves only my own personal experience. That experience I acquired started when I was 14. And the last experience I ever had, occurred about 20 minutes after I finished writing this letter to you! Yes, I am looking into my own future and will be manifesting the outcome!

I have many European girlfriends who have made similar comments about Canadian and American circumcised men, not to discredit those men, but more to speak of the senseless difference found within their overall experiences with men.

My own mother is from Denmark and when you mentioned women from Denmark as being more foreskin friendly, you pretty much described the sentiments of my mother's cultural outlook toward men. She passed those sentiments onto my sisters and myself and we were raised pro-foreskin. But actually having been born and raised in rural Canada, we were not biased toward an anti-foreskin mentality just because we were surrounded by a culture who was anti-foreskin! My sisters and I simply took the 'good' with the 'good'!

That was an interesting way to describe the French 'evolution' toward the foreskin! I think the French are still trying to figure out who they really are, to be honest with you. Problem is, they won't take anyone's word for it! But when they finally figure out the male foreskin, they will declare their discovery in the name of France and call a foreskin-covered penis a 'French Penis'. Something like the "American Dream" concept I suppose... Why do I always envision a circumcised penis whenever I hear that pro-American, cultural banter!? (lol!).

@swirlie: Did you know that Eric Clapton was conceived out of wedlock by a Canadian serviceman during WWII, and a Scottish lass? That he never met his father? That he discovered this fact about himself when he was nearly 60 years old? That his father played saxophone in in jazz and dance bands all his life?

Many men circumcised for reasons other than religion or tribal custom, find it difficult to talk about the fact. And quite a few men of that sort become surly when the topic comes off, and angrily demand that their own sons be circumcised. When presented with medical or sexual evidence against circumcision, their minds shut down. I call this the Adamant Father. Many mothers have revealed in Facebook that the fathers of their sons are Adamant Fathers.

The problem with France is that it is about 10% Muslim. Another thing. The French are not quite the sexual free spirits that they are reputed to be. The days when British and American men went to Paris to see scantily clad women prancing on night club stages, are long gone. All forms of monetised lust other than time honoured prostitution are American inventions, and all terms of art in porn are American slang. This is as true in France as everywhere else. I have read that most topless women on French beaches are over 50. Their 20 something daughters wear full bikinis.

What my mother told me many times about the American servicemen queueing up outside the town whorehouse, was that those servicemen were of all shades of skin colour. When she married my American father and agreed to live with him in the USA, she knew she was moving to a very diverse society. The French obgyn who delivered me (and who refused to circumcised me simply because he had never performed a circumcision in his career), told my mother that he had treated working girls who were burnt out after servicing 100+ American servicemen, giving each one as little as 10 minutes. The French working girls saw the summer of 1944 as a once in a lifetime opportunity to cash in on their anatomies.

My mother would have been wary of confiding in you. My mothers confidant about sex and anatomy was... me. She often told me "don't repeat this to your father" and "what I am saying I won't be saying to your siblings" and "you know more about such things than your father does". I will perhaps never know why my mother flattered me in this way. Even so, she said nothing to me about having raised me intact until I was 19, at which time she broke down and cried. She did not really open up about this tender subject until after my cut father was dead. I had my most forthright convo with her when she was 85. Soon thereafter, she began manifesting the dementia which consumed her mind.

"I think the French are still trying to figure out who they really are, to be honest with you." One could write a book elaborating on that sentence of yours, and a Canadian couple have done so. The French used to be good cooks, painters, builders, authors, and mathematicians. The British invented parliaments, but the French invented human rights. They invented government bureaucracy and military ranks, and the English language words for those things are mostly imported from French. French creativity used to be one of the glories of Europe. This creativity has mostly gone cold. The French used to mock Americans for their prudishness. Nowadays, to better their understanding of sex, the French translate American writing.

No nation that touches the Mediterranean is an outspoken leader in the defence of the male foreskin. Is this because those nations are close to the Islamic world? I honestly don't know. Even more curious is the rise of foreskin friendliness where one would least expect it, in Israel. The Israeli English language press is more honest about circumcision having become problematic, than the American MSM. Many Israelis are very very secular. They think as follow: "I speak Hebrew, I travel with an Israeli passport. I feel no need to make my son's penis look Jewish. The Arabs also do this, and I don't care to imitate Arab culture. If a Jewish woman won't marry my son because of the way his penis looks, that's her loss, not my son's. Some Americans write that circumcision damages sex, and I am open to that conversation." The Israeli medical association denies that routine circumcision has any medical value, and say that circumcision in Israel is purely a religious ritual. The most fanatical defenders of circumcision I have ever encountered, are conformist Americans.

@consa01:

I did not know that about Eric Clapton! I did meet Eric on an airplane almost 10 years ago however. I sat beside him from Toronto to Vancouver, but that aspect of himself never came up in conversation.

Yes, I think your mother probably would have been wary of confiding in me, considering the fact that I would not have been able to relate to her Roman Catholic bias she held within her life. The fact that I would not have presented myself to her as coming from some level of Roman Catholic stock would most likely have set the stage for her wariness of me, without question. I would also suggest that my chances of even encountering her for that potential meeting would be somewhat remote as a result of this stated fact about myself.

Yet still, your mother confided in you regarding her thoughts about sex, no differently than my own mother confided in me (as well as my sisters), regarding her thoughts about sex which included her opinion about foreskins. Keep in mind your comment earlier to me, whereby you stated that you could not imaging a mother talking to one of her children about foreskins, as I had stated to you that my mother had spoken to me about. Truth is, your mother obviously spoke her truth to you alone about sex and did so without hesitation, which you should be very proud of. You should be proud of her stating her 'truth' to you and you should also be proud that she trusted you implicitly.

The only difference I can see at this point between your mother and my mother, is that my mother never once told me NOT to repeat what she said, to my father. And what she was saying to me was often said in front of my siblings at midnight at the kitchen table. Her thoughts always seemed to involve a comparison of knowledge between herself and that of myself and my siblings. I have two sisters; the youngest being one year younger than myself and the eldest being one year older than I am.

My mother would be our primary mentor on such issues as sex, boyfriends and foreskins, yet she did not ask us 'directly' about our own personal, intimate business affairs either. She waited for us to volunteer that information to her and when we did, she too would volunteer information about her own free-spirited social escapades that we never actually had thought about before. As a result, our relationship with her became a two-way street and she was never critical of decisions we had made. In acknowledgement of that fact, we were not judgmental of her past activity nor of her present interests or unfulfilled desires.

Basically, she was confiding in my two sisters and I, no differently than we learned to confide in her. She was never attempting to hide her thoughts from my father who is also Scandinavian, but despite his cultural 'open mindedness' regarding the subject of sex for example, he was always a 'man's man', but living-out an existence within a house full of tall, thin, platinum blond haired women who quite often forgot he was there.

Although we were living in a rural environment and that I could drive a small tractor pulling a farm wagon to assist my father on a regular basis, our conversations never centered around the mechanics of motorized 'things' or the technicalities of rural living for that matter. Our conversations would usually surround his subjective observations of how the hired help would stop working whenever I showed up on the scene!

He always thought it was amusing to watch those young guys responding to me in such a totally submissive way (as he put it), while pretending not to notice from a distance! (lol!). And although I could ask him a question about men (which was any guy older than me), which may have included thoughts about their foreskin of which I would admit to him that I was already intimately familiar with, he would answer my question very honestly but would never elaborate beyond the face value of my question. To get him to elaborate, I would have to ask him yet another related question. And so piece by piece, I would get my curiosities answered in a roundabout way by my father.

As well, my father would never hesitate to ask me a question about my own body. His question however, was usually worded in such a way so as to serve as a lead-up to making me aware of how my body, or aspects of my body, was becoming an issue he had observed among the young migrant farm workers he would have hired annually to work in the tobacco fields.

He would never turn into a defensive father on me in an attempt to protect his daughter's best interest, but he would never hesitate to give me a lesson in life with how a man would typically view a woman in the circumstances I would often present myself on a hot, summer's day. This was usually precipitated by how I was dressed, or how I postured myself on that tractor, or how I interacted with those young farm workers as I stood up on the wagon while they stood down on the ground loading it! I would then take the loaded wagon to the tobacco kilns where yet another crew would be eagerly awaiting my return to unload it.

My father thought my natural instincts as a young, teenaged woman were more than amusing to him, yet he felt compelled at times to tell me some things about myself which he 'assumed' I was completely oblivious to. Of course, I would always say, "Oh really!? I never knew that!". We would both laugh at my 'apparent' innocence but then he would take great pride in telling me how he would have viewed someone 'just like me' if he were my age and still attending high school as I was! And I would always tell him that if he were my age, I would always play 'hard-to-get', giving him the excuse that my father would probably have taught me to do that! And I always thanked him for his very candid opinion and would always encourage him to continue to be my father and mentor me, his daughter, as he saw fit.

It was this kind of relationship I have always had with my father that enabled him to communicate with me on the same platform of respect and understanding that he knew his daughters had all established with their mother. He was never compelled to sit at the kitchen table at midnight talking about sex over a cup of tea, but he was always compelled to talk about the focused minds of young men in the middle of a hot afternoon who had a higher priority on their minds than making big money harvesting tobacco!

I find it absolutely amazing to learn from you, that the most fanatical defenders of circumcision you have ever encountered, are conformist Americans. Somehow, I had always imagined that fact to be true, but I could never substantiate those intuitive thoughts of mine which now support what you say.

@swirlie: 1960-2000, RIC was so common among Americans born in maternity wards to native born parents, that American boys would often graduate from high school having never seen intact. Keep in mind that I never heard a dirty joke or bawdy quip touching on circumcision until I was in college. American women would first hear of the male foreskin when doing their first prenatal class. I am confident that millions of American women have never seen an intact penis, either in porn as well as IRL. For millions of Americans, the glans is supposed to be fully exposed at all times, and the intact penis is disgusting and, worse yet, sexually off-putting. Islamic tradition dictated that boys were to be circumcised as toilet trained toddlers, not before. Hence Muslim kids grew up seeing intact little boys. Judaism talks about circumcision a lot, so that Jews know that they have surgically altered penises. African and South Korean boys are cut as teens. Baby boom moms often did not see their sons naked until after they had been circumcised. The USA became the first culture where circumcision was both extremely common, and seldom talked about outside of obgyn and pediatric circles. The upshot is a country where articulate opposition to routine circumcision is strong, where there are men who are quite angry about being cut (and told nothing about it when they were growing up), and also where many parents insist on their right to have their infant sons cut.

I grew up in tobacco farming country. I will mix socially with outdoor smokers.

@consa01:

I find your research to be extremely informative. I have girlfriends today, who although were very sexually active during our mutual times in University/College, have never actually seen a foreskin on a male to this very day. I speak to them of my own experiences, yet they cannot figure out why I have had as many experiences with un-circumcised men, as they have had with circumcised men. How did this happen when we went to the same place and experienced life there at the same time?, they ask me!

It's all about 'manifestation', I always tell them. Obviously, they were manifesting circumcised men to come into their lives and their manifestations obviously came to fruition!

Although my parents own a tobacco farm, nobody in our family ever smoked! I use to smuggle tobacco leaves to high school for my friends, which they would crush up into little pieces and then make roll-your-own cigarettes from cigarette papers they could buy. Although in those times I would be around friends who would experiment with smoking using tobacco I had provided for them, I have absolutely no tolerance today to be around anyone who is smoking within about 100 yards of me! I even avoid people who smoke outdoors!

In Canada, there is no such thing anymore, as smoking in a restaurant, or smoking outside on a patio at a restaurant or even smoking outside the entrance door of any commercial building, including government buildings. Smoking laws within Canada have pretty much forced smokers back into the closet where they all started out in the first place.

As well, a parent will be charged by police, if they smoke in their car and anyone is in the car with them that is under the age of 18, which is the minimum age in Canada to purchase cigarettes. This law came into effect about 5 years ago, to prevent infants and young children from being exposed to second-hand smoke from a parent or guardian while in the car. Effectively, the law protects children from their own parent's addiction to nicotine.