Doesn’t this seem obvious? Does it even need to be said?
No? Then why in the name of all that’s holy do people still pierce a baby’s ears?
Is it for medical reasons? Is it a religious pact with their personal deity? Is it a superstition to ward off evil spirits that lurk around every street corner?
No, it’s so their baby will look pretty.
I honestly, seriously am NOT trying to offend anyone, but I am terribly offended when people cause children unnecessary pain.
Nor do I want to violate a parent’s sacred right to do whatever they want to their child, which is apparently the latest trend. “It’s my choice! I’m choosing!” they shout from the rooftops.
Well could you take your almighty parenting powers and choose to NOT stab your child?
“They’re too little to remember! They barely cried at all! Don’t it look pur-tee!”
I am offended by the outright cruel absurdity of this practice, and I’m just done.
I try desperately to hold my tongue and let people perpetuate the asinine status quo, but really, c’mon, which part of “gratuitous torture in the name of beautification of the already perfect” do people not understand?
Would this face be more adorable with shiny bits in her ears?
Would this face melt your heart even more with a cold piece of metal stabbed through her earlobe?
Could her joy be any greater if she was sporting bling?
She’s got herself a little purse to play with, so she’s getting the idea of accessorizing, but what additional adornment could possibly complete this picture? Lipstick? Eye shadow? A fancily coiffed do with hairspray and highlights? EARRINGS???
Or are these children not absolutely perfect just as they are?
You and your choice. LET THE CHILDREN CHOOSE. There is enough pain we have to endure in this world to be accepted, to survive illness, to withstand heartbreak. Don’t add to it by stabbing your little one because she isn’t pretty enough. What a message to give to a brand new being.
“People are going to force you to submit to their idea of attractiveness and you may as well get used to it now!”
“I love you but damn, you’re homely. Let’s spruce you up some with this here stabby bit.”
I’m appalled and I can’t keep it to myself anymore.