No Thanks

When it comes to food I think I'm pretty culturally sensitive and open-minded but there is a line.

From HuffPo...

I am sitting with my wife in a small home in a remote village on the southern end of the island country of Madagascar. We have been spending the weekend with a family that is celebrating the ritual circumcision of a 5 year old boy. Don't ask...that's just when they do it.

What's really irksome is the idea that traditionally the paternal grandfather eats the foreskin after its been snipped and while that concept is strange enough, sitting in a room 5 feet away from him I realize that he doesn't have to eat it himself, he can give it away to anyone else in the room as long as they hold an honored position at the event. So while the boys dad is out in the street unable to watch at all, I on the other hand am right in front of grandpa with a sign on my head that says HONORED GUEST in big red neon.

The world is a vast and storied place. What is commonplace in one culture is often topsy turvy in another. I think handling it requires a plan, and some forethought...

Coincidentally, I have one more bizarre post about a foreskin that I'll get to soon. Stay tuned.