Now the cutting begins. The opening at the tip of the foreskin is stretched and held open, usually with surgical clamps. Then the doctor or mohel makes a snip up the center of the foreskin with a pair of surgical scissors, peeling the two halves back to make a flat sheet of skin.
So wrote ‘wagoneer Christopher Bonanos in last fall’s “Anatomy of a Circumcision,” an article that earned him (and his employer, New York Magazine) a National Magazine Award last night. Chris (that is, the magazine) went home with a elephantesque statue; the rest of us, meanwhile, will go home today with nightmarish visions filling our heads and, possibly, sudden eruptions of vomit filling our mouths. Congratulations, Chris! Please find something more palatable to win awards with next time, okay?
uh, I’m pretty sure it was G-d’s idea.
Given a choice (which thankfully with Baby Grrl!™ not having a penis [if things go as planned] we won’t be) between Plastibell, Mogen or Gomco who wouldn’t choose the one that sounds like a Disney character as opposed to a J.R.R. Tolkein character?
(I’m not happy about having learned the difference after being duped into clicking through to the article.)
[blushing]
Thanks for the props, Matt. I wasn’t planning to plug it here, but it sure is nice to get a win under my belt. (So to speak.)
This was a mighty strange story to report, I must say. I’ve never used the word “penis” so many times on the phone in one week. Oh, wait, unless you count that one time back in college…
Congrats Chris, but I have to say I didn’t read your article, nor will I 😛
(Hey, I have a daughter!)…
Nice job!