Tribe.net. Local Connections Mermaid http://intactivism.tribe.net/thread/4a9fefc2-2c00-4205-8fac-4291cf5c0d3f#e0288324-02d8-408d-81b7-24ddb8f8c46c 2006-10-26T03:49:26Z 2006-10-26T03:49:26Z

Oh NIcole, thank you for posting this. Made tears well up in my eyes. Mutilation of our baby boys then we send them to be human fodder for an illegal war. What the hell is wrong with our country? Peace~ Sara

Mermaid 2006-10-26T03:49:26Z Gladiator, Warrior of Love http://intactivism.tribe.net/thread/4a9fefc2-2c00-4205-8fac-4291cf5c0d3f#12737890-cb53-492e-b0e2-2651b66bd6af 2006-10-22T04:24:54Z 2006-10-22T04:24:54Z

Thanks Nicole, I will post it right now! Their very last chance is to drop their torture instruments as soon as they get our messages, otherwise they will feel terrible conscequences. They will be stopped by the United People of this World and the Higher Spirits. Love & happiness Michael

Gladiator, Warrior of Love 2006-10-22T04:24:54Z Nicole http://intactivism.tribe.net/thread/4a9fefc2-2c00-4205-8fac-4291cf5c0d3f#72e32ddb-1f01-4004-9be1-d2f97457ab32 2006-10-22T03:48:57Z 2006-10-22T03:48:57Z

Michael, PLEASE DO post this wherever you can...this is an experience that will never leave my psyche and a baby that I'll never ever forget...and I want it out in the open...I am posting it wherever I can and will look into joining the group...thanks for the info. Peace.Love.&.Happiness Nicole

Nicole 2006-10-22T03:48:57Z Gladiator, Warrior of Love http://intactivism.tribe.net/thread/4a9fefc2-2c00-4205-8fac-4291cf5c0d3f#c8eeb534-3079-4110-9679-1e3a37317a85 2006-10-22T03:32:13Z 2006-10-22T03:32:13Z

Hello Nicole, would you allow me to post this document in my activist groups or would you mind to post it at INTACT-L@cirp.org a forum from StopInfantCircumcision.org? You describe very well what brutal, compassionless and inhumane bastards those circers are . Let's get them now and forever! They rape our children and even laugh about us. They don't deserve to be anymore! We are rising against them. Maybe you should join this group. We have people from all over the world reading our messages. We all unite. Thank you for this great contribution. Love, Michael Gladiator, Warrior of Love

Gladiator, Warrior of Love 2006-10-22T03:32:13Z Jolie http://intactivism.tribe.net/thread/4a9fefc2-2c00-4205-8fac-4291cf5c0d3f#3bfb925d-c9c4-4425-bb9d-72b9dd220430 2006-10-21T05:03:01Z 2006-10-21T05:03:01Z

Thank you for sharing your story.

Jolie 2006-10-21T05:03:01Z Nicole http://intactivism.tribe.net/thread/4a9fefc2-2c00-4205-8fac-4291cf5c0d3f#623a7640-3d12-4d02-8be5-e368719f57a2 2006-10-21T03:26:37Z 2006-10-21T03:26:37Z

I want to share with all of you an event that drew me into intactivism... Back in 1996, I began an OB/GYN hospital clinical as a student nurse. One day, I was enlisted to attend a 'routine circumcision.' I did not realize how much that event would shatter the very foundation of a career choice made in ignorance. I appeared in the doorway of the circ room and saw the little newborn boy to whom I was 'assigned' for the day. 20 years old and not having kids of my own, I did not anticipate the lurching sensation that gripped my heart. Laying strapped down to a table, so small and new....pure and innocent...trusting...all alone...no defenses..., I walked toward the baby and wanted to grab him off the table and shelter him..to tell him that nobody would hurt him.. In walked the doctor...loud..obnoxious..joking with his assistant...as if he was about to perform a 10 minute oil change..not once did he talk to this little baby. Rather, he reached for his cold metal instruments..and then reached out for his object of mutilation...this sweet newborn's perfect unharmed penis. As I recall the screams of pain and terror.. his small lungs barely able to keep up with the cries..I turned in horror as I saw the doctor forcefully pull his foreskin around a metal object. Then came the knife..cut...cut..cut.. I stood next to the baby and said..you're almost done sweety..almost done... There..done. Then came the words..as that son-of-a-bitch dangled the foreskin in midair.."anybody care to go fishing?" My tongue lodged in my throat..I felt like I was about to vomit. I restrained myself..and my duty was to then take the infant back to the nursery for 'observation.' Here is where I realized I couldn't do it. I could not be a part of such a cold, sterile, out-of-touch medical model...Rather than observing, I cradled the infant...I held him and whispered comforting words as if he were my own...I'll never forget those new little eyes watch me as if in a haze...he knew I cared about him...he knew he was safe in my arms..he knew that I was going to take him to his mommy...but, deep in his little heart, at some level, I know he wondered where his mommy was.....while he lay there mutilated in what was supposed to be a safe and welcoming environment. I made a note in the chart and then caught a glimpse of myself in a mirror...my chest and face had broken out in purple splotches. My next thought? I can't do this...I refuse to do this...this is NOT for me. I took the baby to his mother..who was complaining about 'some pain' she was experiencing...I never addressed her pain because I left to go to my locker..I grabbed my belongings..and hoped that my rejection of this 'medical system' could serve as some type of redemption for the violation of that newborn that I cradled in my arms that day. The next day, I withdrew from nursing school...and never looked back.

Nicole 2006-10-21T03:26:37Z