Wednesday, June 11, 2014

Equally Frightening

Over the past year or so, I've seen multiple people mention that raising daughters in today's culture is scarier than raising sons or something similar. Frankly, I just don't get it. Maybe I'm naive, but I don't get why raising girls is "scarier" than raising boys.

Actually, I've noticed it ever since I had a son. 

I mean, in one sense I do see where people are coming from. I read enough feminist stuff to realize that nowhere in the world are men the oppressed group. And I get that we are largely still a culture that cater's to a man's desire. And that's what scares me.

For her.

And for him. 

 In high school, I watched someone I loved more than anyone in the world be broken and wounded by an intense pornography addiction. I also saw someone else I loved deeply be called a queer and other tasteless things because he refused to act like "one of the guys" and degrade girls and women around him and actually had the courage to write about it in the school newspaper. In more recent years, I have watched as Americans have defended high school rapists under the pretense of "boys will be boys". And this past Sunday, when Graves looked at a woman on the train and said "Her tummy peeking out. I just touch it", we had our first "You are solely responsible for your actions, Son, and it matters exactly zero what "she" is wearing" conversation. 

This is what we're up against, folks. 

I know the Lord will guide us in all these conversations, I know I don't want to live in fear and isolate my children, and I know that all I can do is try my best to convey (and to live) our values.

But let me be honest. Raising my boy is pretty damn frightening, too.

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