56 Years Too Late for Me, Foreskin Man Fights for the Penis I Might Have Had

Not to distract from the much worthier “dick” stories here and here, but it seems like there’s just never enough dick to go around. 

Jewish men lose theirs to a prepared-right-at-your-table Benihana Temple Chef called a mohel. Because I was born into a nominally Christian family, I surrendered mine to the Rabbis-in-Blue-Gowns of the Internationalist Judeo-Medical Complex, with the promise that what had been sacrificed to the Hebrew god Jor-El would be reunited with me under the New Covenant of Jesus, in Heaven, where it would no longer be worth having. In my teens I became an atheist, hoping that simply denying Christ would cause it to grow back all by itself. But, alas, that’s not how Science works.

Of course, I’m talking about the male foreskin. Or, in the case of my majestically uncircumcised college roommate “Mule” Mortensky, the “floorskin.”

For 40 years, I’ve reconciled myself to forever living the life of an incomplete man — a hopeless victim of America’s assembly-line-scale Partial Penis Abortion industry, damned to years of self-doubt, cruel teasings of “Roundhead!” by fully-flapped Czechs in public baths and endless nights filled with the tingling mockery of “Phantom Foreskin” Syndrome. 

But now, at last, I and all men like me have a champion — in the form of a strapping superhero with a rakishly-retracted cowl-cape, who only incidentally happens to be A GIANT FUCKING COSTUMED NAZI

Naturally, I’d never believe a link to The Blaze, unless I concomitantly tracked down the press release they didn’t link to:

As comic book fans from around the world descend on this sun-drenched city to attend the 41st annual Comic-Con, San Diego’s own MGMbill.org has launched a new 8-page comic book entitled Foreskin Man. The comic spins the fictional tale of an intactivist superhero who attempts to rescue a young boy from being circumcised by his arch enemy Dr. Mutilator.
                             
When not protecting children from dangerous circumcisers, Foreskin Man assumes his secret identity of Miles Hastwick, a former corporate scientist who runs the newly opened Museum of Genital Integrity. The museum’s opening exhibit is a full size replica of an American style infant circumcision – something so lifelike that even the museum’s supporters have a difficult time looking at it.

I’m not sure which bothers me more — the fact that Dr. Mutiliator employs Monster Mohel, a Fagin-looking Rabbi who circumcises infants on billiard tables, or the fact that I have “Professional” credential status at Comi-Con, which this pretentious little fuck has gratuitously dragged into his nasty fantasy of political relevance. In my universe, there’s a big difference between “Work for Hire” and “Work Will Make You Free.”

[FULL DISCLOSURE:]  I’m not really conversant in either the Health or Human Rights implications of circumcision, so I can’t honestly dismiss other, earnest proponents of this bill, if such a thing exists. However, I am informed by this image from Drudge Report that rigorous circumcision of vegetables may be essential to combatting the outbreak of “Super E. coli” strains that have recently surfaced in Europe.

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*insert joke about Drudge and vegetable usage here*

Jeebus, this is depressing. I’m gonna start having repressed foreskin memories pretty soon, and Oprah has retired. Sarah Palin, and now this. Life is cruel, then you die.

Anyone else catch the Frank Miller “Dark Knight Returns” plagiarism in that posted panel? (This means YOU, Gil Mann.)

There’s an “Eat a bag of dicks” joke in here somewhere, but I’m too bewildered to come up with it. Also, floorskin is making me ROFL.

At least tell us you made up the Monster Mohel part.

p.s. Prepare ye for the 500+ comment cut vs. uncut debate!

At least tell us you made up the Monster Mohel part.

Wish I could.

My dyslexic boss muddles format and floor mat. “We’re trying to get a new floor mat here.” Employees invariably frown, turn and look at the ground by the entrance.

Don’t feel bad laughing at him. He’s a Tea Partier.

Mule’s dick actually could have hit the floor, had it not been wrapped around his neck.

He’s the reason I switched from a Physics major at Wittenberg to a Writing major at CMU.

p.s. Prepare ye for the 500+ comment cut vs. uncut debate!

Ugh. No thanks. Think I’ll cut and run. (Yes!)

p.s. Prepare ye for the 500+ comment cut vs. uncut debate!

Jeebus, ain’t that the truth. I was made aware of the hideous internet mommy wars through just such a debate. I was expecting and had no idea yet of the child’s gender. I innocently logged onto a parenting site to weigh circumcision pros and cons, and OMFG. I wept with gratitude when I found out I was having a girl.

p.s. Prepare ye for the 500+ comment cut vs. uncut debate!

It could be like the Gettysburg Address for dicks.

Foreskin and Seven Years Ago.

you know the rest

Damn, I thought it was all a joke.

Damn, I thought it was all a joke.

That cucumber isn’t laughing, and neither is my pecker going through life without it’s gawd given Sun Bonnet. Umph!

I’m finding it hard to comprehend the idea that the comic wasn’t made to undermine the “intactivists”. With friends like those…

Anyone else catch the Frank Miller “Dark Knight Returns” plagiarism in that posted panel? (This means YOU, Gil Mann.)

No, damn it, and it’s gonna drive me nuts now, because I know that as soon as it’s pointed out I’m in for a self-inflicted coulda-had-a-V8-style head-slapping. We talkin’ imagery or dialogue? I seem to remember Miller’s Batman doing a lot of that stage-managing-your-opponent-under-your-breath stuff (“that’s it, keep talking…”), but it’s been a while.

BTW, I love you for trolling the “dude, where’s my sheath?” crew, the only internet subculture of grievance I can’t even feign understanding of. My operating theory is that they, like most of us, feel like something’s missing, but unlike most of us, they’re absolutely certain of what that something is.

Mazel Kuh-Tov, and here’s hoping they take the bait (a nightcrawler in a onesie!).

ETA: I usually don’t preview comments, and had I followed my usual pattern my captcha word wouldn’t be “firm57.”

Wish I could.

Because no comic book is complete without huge globs of antisemitism squirted all over it. Jesus people are fucked.

Think I’ll cut and run. (Yes!)

Bravo, sir. Bravo.

And some minutes later I realized what the medallion on 4Skin Man’s chest is intended to be.

I just stopped laughing. I mean, dicks are great and all but, really?

No, damn it, and it’s gonna drive me nuts now

I don’t have it in front of me, Gil, but I believe the Miller phrase is very close to “That’s it, Clark, keep talking—while I use every watt of Gotham’s power to FRY YOUR BRAIN.”

If I’m wrong, just crucify me. I’ve been on enough fanboy blogs to take it.

Gah! Of COURSE. Yeah, that’s totally it, and I just bought myself a second V8 commercial to the dome, because I should’ve known that’s why you thought of me in the first place—me, the guy who never misses an opportunity to point out that he’s not a comic-book geek, much the way an alcoholic crackhead might loudly aver his disinterest in online gambling.

Oh, I’m conversant in TDKR and Watchmen as required by law of all thirtysomething males, but that’s pretty much it—that and just enough X-Men to know that Brian Singer missed the mark and Brett Ratner can go fuck himself.

Fortunately, because I blew up my last RX-7 in 2000, I won’t be seeing “Last Stand” until it’s a Creature Feature cut-up on UHF. And don’t even get me started on Singer.

Probably the only thing they have in their favor is that Martin Campbell decided to make Hal Jordan a total asshole.

Call me technically challenged, but I appreciate the good old penises of yesteryear, the unwrapped ones, which required no operating instructions.

“Monster Mohel” may be a seriously sucky and anti-semitic comic book character, but would be an awesome moniker for professional wrestling.

Call me technically challenged, but I appreciate the good old penises of yesteryear, the unwrapped ones, which required no operating instructions.

.... who needs an operating instructions for a penis? Grip penis lightly and stroke repeatedly until semen comes out.

Of course, knowing the state of sexual education in the US…

.... who needs an operating instructions for a penis? Grip penis lightly and stroke repeatedly until semen comes out.

Of course, knowing the state of sexual education in the US…

Not complaining, but I was always amazed at the number of women who seemed to think that giving a handjob was supposed to be like rope-starting a Lawn-Boy.

Oh my gawd, I didn’t take note of the medallion until HTP mentioned it.  Wow.  This guy has more than just a garden variety fixation that he addresses through comix; if I saw this thing unironically on someone’s coffee table I’d be looking immediately for the exit.

This place will never get that Net Nanny rating back ...

Time for circumcision joke? An older friend of mine was considering circumcision. He asked me if it hurt. I replied, I couldn’t walk for a year.

Did you hear the one about the cut rate Mohel?

He only works for tips..

I suppose SOMEONE has to link to this.

I suppose SOMEONE has to link to this.

Sorry, currently our video library can only be watched from within the United States

Hulu is committed to making its content available worldwide. To do so, we must work through a number of legal and business issues, including obtaining international streaming rights. Know that we are working to make this happen and will continue to do so. Given the international background of the Hulu team, we have both a professional and personal interest in bringing Hulu to a global audience.

Hahaha! You’re on your own, suckers.

@YAFB—Crap. Well, here’s a cheesy substitute for our Euro pals!

Fortunately, because I blew up my last RX-7 in 2000, I won’t be seeing “Last Stand” until it’s a Creature Feature cut-up on UHF. And don’t even get me started on Singer.

Probably the only thing they have in their favor is that Martin Campbell decided to make Hal Jordan a total asshole.

I know this is in English, but I have no idea what it means.

Also, too—that medallion? Swear to dog I thought it was supposed to be some kind of crab.

I know this is in English, but I have no idea what it means.

Oh, stewardess—I speak jive:

I haven’t been able to get to a theater since I burned out the engine of my Japanese 2-seater 11 years ago. I also don’t have cable, and don’t want to drop $20 on a one-view DVD. Consequently, I probably won’t see the new X-Men movie until 2020 when it airs on THIS TV or Wolfman Mac.

I suspect it will suck on many different levels, but it would have to suck pretty hard to suck as badly as the new Green Lantern movie looks like it will suck.

Much better! Thanks, Strange.

Not complaining, but I was always amazed at the number of women who seemed to think that giving a handjob was supposed to be like rope-starting a Lawn-Boy.

I stand corrected.

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