Obviously, Andrew Sullivan has clarified his blogs editorial policy regarding foreskins for Hanna Rosin. Actually, two of my friends voluntarily subjected themselves to the operation while we were undergraduates because their girlfriends balked at greeting them with what Christopher Hitchens referred to as the “American handshake” until they did. It was, by all accounts, excruciating. They had to sniff smelling salts or some similar nasty concoction when a pretty nurse walked through the ward to avoid ripping their stitches out. I’ve been grateful to my parents for having it done to me as an infant ever since.
