Why I am Furious Today
I am sitting at my childhood pool in Baltimore, and I am furious.
Yaakov and Yonatan are playing in the baby pool along with 2 or 3 other babies and young children. In the middle of the pool, two bikini-clad sisters, one around 10 and another around 15, are playing catch as they keep an eye on their 2-year-old sister. And to my left sits a man in his forties who is watching the girls play. He has come to the pool alone, there is no reason for him to be sitting by the baby pool. But why would he leave? He is enjoying the show.
I feel furious at the creepy man. But mostly I feel fury at a society which fails, so horrifically, to protect it’s daughters.
I grew up at this pool. I know these sweet girls, and the millions like them, who are expected to become sexually active in high school, who will be dealing with issues like intimacy and birth control, and possibly even sexually-transmitted diseases, date-rape, and abortion before their high-school graduations.
The parents of these girls, in almost all cases, love them dearly. They would do anything to protect them from harm. So where are these incredibly devoted, fiercely protective parents when it comes to sexuality outside of a committed relationship at such an insanely young age?
I don’t know.
But seeing these girls reminds me yet again how GRATEFUL I am to be living in a society which raises girls differently. Which guards our daughters for their entire lives through modesty and the wisdom of Jewish tradition.