Friday, May 27, 2011

A Child Is Not A Social Experiment

 A Canadian family has sparked furious debate about a "social experiment" that they are doing in order to force society to comply with their wish that gender not be a consideration.  Their four month old baby, Storm, is at the center of the controversy.  Storm is, in all likelihood, a boy.  No one, except immediate family members know, though, because they aren't telling.  It strikes me that they quite possibly wanted a girl and are not satisfied, so they are improvising. They intend to raise Storm as neither male or female.  If that's not a recipe for creating gender identity, then nothing is.  God created us as male and female, in every species.  Why, then, does this couple feel that there is something shameful about being a boy or a girl?  And why should Storm bear the weight of their bad decisions?  They want to use this child to try to educate the world.  Actually, I think they need educating.  Which bathroom is a child supposed to go to when they begin school or go to the park?  Perhaps they will home school in order to maintain the secret.  I think that doing this to a child and making the child the butt of jokes and the subject of endless gossip and intrigue is doing a grave disservice to the child.  What will the results of this experiment be?  Public ridicule, endless teasing, a lack of a sense of self-worth and belonging, and perhaps even a gender identity crisis. Do we need another Columbine to give us the results of this horrible social experiment?  I think not.  These parents need a reality check.  Let the child be a child, whatever gender.

 To view CNN's video on the subject, click the link below.

A Child Is Not A Social Experiment

5 comments:

Jen said...

Ran across your site. And agree. So true! Children are pieces of the heart of God...not a social experiment or something we have for public gain or people's approval. Each child is individual, unique, beautiful...just because...
A new follower,
Jen
http://richfaithrising.blogspot.com/

Char! said...

Part of my blog is about adoption from a birth child's (me) point of view, as my parents are currently adopting :)

alaboroflove said...

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Dana said...

I'm a behavioral psychologists, and if it's one thing I've learned, ideas of gender as it pertains to reproduction are pretty hard wired into us. Storm will be confused for awhile, but he'll figure out what he is (and probably punch his parents).

However, I think that it's within the realms of reason not to coerce a child into specific gender roles, aka: "Hey Samantha, here's an easy bake oven. Go make cookies like a good girl!" or "Hey Billy, here's a G.I. Joe. Go pretend to kill things!"

So I don't think there is anything wrong with dressing your children in gender neutral clothing or wanting to give them gender neutral toys. I'm a heterosexual man, but I didn't really enjoy all of the army-shoot-'em-up action figures that were heaped on me. I liked to build things, grow things, and nurture things. Likewise, my twin sister was never a girly girl. She liked playing with all of the boys. In the end, we both turned out well.

Dana said...

I'm a behavioral psychologists, and if it's one thing I've learned, ideas of gender as it pertains to reproduction are pretty hard wired into us. Storm will be confused for awhile, but he'll figure out what he is (and probably punch his parents).

However, I think that it's within the realms of reason not to coerce a child into specific gender roles, aka: "Hey Samantha, here's an easy bake oven. Go make cookies like a good girl!" or "Hey Billy, here's a G.I. Joe. Go pretend to kill things!"

So I don't think there is anything wrong with dressing your children in gender neutral clothing or wanting to give them gender neutral toys. I'm a heterosexual man, but I didn't really enjoy all of the army-shoot-'em-up action figures that were heaped on me. I liked to build things, grow things, and nurture things. Likewise, my twin sister was never a girly girl. She liked playing with all of the boys. In the end, we both turned out well.