acp, there was no decision involved. i was one of those dictionary-reading kids in grade school, read the definition, said, 'holy %$#@!' (or more likely 'oh my gosh!' at that age, lol) & that was that. it was quite obviously a horrific procedure that i knew i would never inflict upon anyone & would fight till the day i died.
(though it was nice to come across 'mothering' twenty years ago & find more official support for my position than experimenting as a teen & finding out, 'oh. ok. that works better.'
marrying a jewish man- well, he is an intelligent man. once we discussed having children & what circumcision entailed, he agreed that the cycle would end HERE. we don't hurt babies in our house; god gave them to us to protect.
(a 'what if' to throw out there- what if i had been afraid of offending his cultural sensibilities by bringing it up? i am glad that our babies' health & penile prosperity were more important than say, worrying about freaking out grandma. who, incidentally, is too busy being a loving great-grandma to dwell on the state of their genitals.)
hope that helps
(i wish for the sake of a good story there was more drama than my being a born intactivist- i might be more understanding of my friends here that came by their knowledge the hard way, though i try- but i suppose there is a place for in intactivism for those of us who first heard about it &
. hmmn, then again maybe it was reading 'black beauty' and being appalled at the ear-cropping...