dirty boy

Sun 2.20.22

      Some marketer calls me; he's conducting research and has a few questions to ask me.  Sure, why not.  It's about politics, and the guy very shortly has me nailed as a liberal.  He's taken aback when he asks my thoughts about sex education in the schools.  No, no, I say.  The last place in the world you would want a kid to learn about sex, is school.  No way.

      Schools teach kids about physiology, how the sperm travels up the fallopian tube . . . yawn . . . yawn.  Is there going to be a test?  I better take notes.  The boys keep snickering and whispering dirty things.  Can you imagine a teacher telling kids what a mind blowing experience it can be, and all the kinky things people do to get off.

      Kids learn about sex in the street from their companions, and that's how it should be.  What happens in school robs kids of the mystery, psychic power, and the rite of passage from innocence to knowledge involved in sex.  When I was six years old, a little boy, same age, offered, as we sat in the narrow alley between two buildings to show me his genitals if I showed him mine. Now that's sex education.

      I didn't know what it was all about, but I knew that this was something out of the ordinary, an experience for which I had no comprehension.  It was a premonition without conscious reason of things to come.  Of all the events that occurred in my life, this incident stands just as sharply in my mind as if it happened a week ago.

      This great power cannot be reduced solely to the act of sexual intercourse, considering that a child's first impressions of it are seared in its mind like a branding iron marking one's destiny.  I thought the little boy was disgusting.  Where did he get those ideas, dirty boy?  I can still see those little moist genitals.  I felt different, somehow changed when I walked out of the alley into my yard.  Did I show him my genitals?  No, and I never told anyone about the experience. Feminists who justify the differences between boys and girls as social construct have it wrong, boys understand quite early that their penis is a tool, something to behold and marvel at.