This was written by an irl friend of mine at my request for a guest blog post. You can find her here
I highly reccommend following/checking out her blog, as it's absolutely brilliant, and her writing, as you'll see in the following, is pure dynamite.
A teacher stands at the head of a classroom full of fidgety, giggly
high schoolers. The sexual education class is well underway, and the
teacher has just finished a very scientific-sounding lecture on how the
chemicals in the brain that are released during sex can become
addictive. The word ‘addictive’ is meant as a metaphor, though she
doesn’t say that. Nor does she discuss how the same thing can happen
during eating, or singing, or any other pleasurable activity. The class
is wound up from repeated use of sex words that are hilarious in their
naiveté, and she has to work to get their attention again.
“We are
going to play a sort of game!” she says enthusiastically, and the class
goes quiet at the word ‘game’. She reaches behind the desk and pulls
out a beautiful, tall red rose. “Look how beautiful this rose is!
Everyone will pass this around and pull off a petal.” The class obeys,
demolishing the rose within a few minutes. The teacher takes it from the
last student and holds up the bare stem. “Before, the rose represented a
pure, beautiful virgin. Now it’s all used up. It has nothing left to
give. It doesn’t have any more value.”
The rose obviously
represents a female virgin. I mean, how many flowers are stereotypically
used to represent males? This is a standard ‘game’ in the
abstinence-only curriculum, and you may have heard of others: Mint for
Marriage, the tape game, the spit game. They all have the same purpose:
to push the poisonous concept that sex is dirty and wrong and it
devalues you a little more every time you have it. Especially if you’re a
woman. And there is absolutely nothing positive on homosexual
intercourse, or the many different sexualities, or what to do if you’re
struggling with your sexuality.
There are so, so many problems
with abstinence-only education. Lack of decision-making discussion, zero
safety/contraception options, slut-shaming. They stick completely to
religion and totally devalue science, saying that birth control pills
cause abortions and other even more ridiculous myths. This
education—though I have a hard time calling anything that spreads false
information ‘education’—is wrong, damaging, and attempts to scare teens
away from any kind of sexual contact. Except it doesn’t work.
Areas
in which abstinence-only education is predominant have higher abortion
rates and higher STD rates. Teenagers are going to have sex, and scaring
them about contraception is not the way to go about stopping it. It’s
been shown that birth rates are higher and condom use rates are lower.
The CDC put out a particularly chilling report: 1 in 4 teenage girls has
or has had an STD. Why? Because they don’t have the tools to be safe,
but they’re having sex anyway simply because they weren’t taught any
better.
Their tactics are basically to cause shame and fear and
guilt about anything sexual, that sexual value is finite. If you’re a
woman, you quickly become ‘used up.’ You don’t ‘have anything more to
give.’ There’s this idea that people—women especially—have a finite
amount of love or pleasure to give and that’s just not true. Love cannot
be measured. It is too liquid, too changing. My love for my boyfriend
is completely different than my love for my friends, which is completely
different than my love for my family, which is completely different
than my love for my pets, which is completely different than my love for
this whole damn planet. All those loves cannot be measured and compared
against each other. The idea that love has a limit is insulting and
shallow. But hey, these are the people who used to recommend that young
people who have had sex should wash their genitals in Lysol to keep from
getting dirty. Pretty much nothing they say has much value and their
lessons insult intelligence.
My love is not finite. I am not used
up because I am sexually active. I am not worth less than the virgin
next to me just because I have been with a couple of people and he or
she hasn’t. Sex can be fun, intimate, good exercise. It is not dirty. It
does not take something from you. You do not “give something up.” You
share a close part of yourself in a very intimate way that can be scary
sometimes, but if you have the knowledge and the tools to be safe and
have a good time, that’s amazing and you go have a good time. If you
have the knowledge and the tools to say “I’m just not ready yet”, that’s
also amazing and you go have a good time doing whatever the hell you
want.
But we need to educate our teens. Like, educate them
properly, about STDs and contraception and sexuality and how some things
you may want to do might seem a little strange but they’re perfectly
okay and definitely about how consent should be enthusiastic and
ongoing. Allow them to make an informed, safe choice on their own. It’s
their body, and you don’t get to make that choice. Give them the right
information. Trust them.
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