Let’s play a little game. Ladies first, though I know some of you guys pierced your ears too. Do you remember when you were thirteen and you wanted your ears pierced? You probably did just like I did and went to the mall with your best friend. You picked out the earrings you wanted and had your babysitting money burning a hole in your pocket, but you were told that you couldn’t get your ears pierced without your parents’ permission. No big deal, you went home and probably begged your mom, like I did, and she took you back a few days later and you got holes stabbed in your ears. Holes that can get infected, I might add, which is probably why they want parental consent. Makes sense right? I mean just look at this:
Okay, so now let’s jump to High School. Everyone can play this one. You’re sitting in class and all of a sudden you have a pounding headache. You aren’t allowed to take your own Tylenol because it’s considered drug use. You have to check all medications in with the nurse, but you didn’t know you were going to have a headache today, so you didn’t have your parents fill out the form. You beg the school nurse who denies you the Tylenol because they aren’t allowed to give you anything without a doctor’s order. Makes sense right? I mean, Tylenol can . . . well, I’m sure there are some side effects besides curing your headache, but I’m drawing a blank. Okay, I guess you can overdose on Tylenol, but if your school is like mine was you probably only have one nurse, and she’s going to remember giving you Tylenol and therefore won’t let you overdose.
Now let’s take one more leap. You’re seventeen and you’ve decided you really want to get a tattoo. That ink will look so good on your back or your ankle or your biceps. (Not judging, I have one on my back and my ankle) So you pick out a perfect design and you go to the local shop, which has to follow a very long list of health codes. The place you’ve picked looks clean, and they have a current license, but once again you are told you are too young. You have to have parental consent, and not just a signed piece of paper. Most states say your parent has to actually be there with you to get a piercing or a tattoo if you are under 18. It only makes sense right? I mean the needles might be infected and might give you some horrible disease, so your parents should have the say. It’s not like it’s your body, right?
You know where I’m going now, right? You can’t pierce your ears or any other part of your body, even though it’s your body until you’re 18, but you know what you can do? You can have an abortion. You can be given a pill that has a long list of side effects without your parent’s permission, but you can’t be given over the counter Tylenol. You can have a risky procedure that sometimes ends in death, sometimes ends in loss of fertility, and often leads to depression without their knowledge or consent, but you can’t get a tattoo. What sense does this make? You can have a living being cut out of your body, and your parents never even have to know.