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I teach anatomy & physiology to future doctors and nurses. I have to cover sexual development as part of the subject matter of the course. Our textbook has a picture of a naked adult female, showing the breasts and widening of the hips that occur as a result of the boost in estrogen during puberty, and that picture comes available as a digital image to include in a PowerPoint file. But the textbook doesn’t show a naked prepubescent female for comparison. I wanted my PowerPoint slide to have a clear visual comparison, so without really thinking about it I Googled “naked prepubescent female.”That was a huge mistake. I immediately closed my browser and took a break to clear my head.BTW, I’m all for consenting adults doing anything they want to each other. But children do not have the ability to consent to sex, and they should never be forced to engage in it. The pictures that the Google search returned were truly horrifying and heartbreaking. Thankfully I didn’t get a knock on the door from law enforcement agencies.

The pene-exclave of Point Roberts, part of Washington State even though it is physically disconnected from the rest of this jurisdiction and in normal times basically part of Metro Vancouver, has had a hard time of it since COVID-19 led to the closure of the Canadian-American border.With Canadians being unable to cross the border and return to their homes unless they want to quarantine for two weeks, a Point Roberts economy that has been built substantially on servicing Canadian customers has been hit badly. What is more, the residents of Point Roberts do not have road access to the rest of Washington State, depending on an improvised ferry route to stay in touch with the rest of the world. Even if we get normal traffic across the Canadian-American border in 2022, the enclave’s economy will remain marked.Transferring Point Roberts to Canada, though, is not a solution. Even if the inhabitants of Point Roberts wanted to become Canadian citizens or wanted to be resettled elsewhere in the United States or even did not care about their territory’s sovereign at all, it is not clear to me that the United States would have a right to dispose of this territory. Certainly the US government would need to get the consent of Washington State, at the very least. I cannot imagine any plausible government, in the United States or in Washington State, being interested in giving up its territory to even a historically friendly neighbour like Canada barring some sort of catastrophe.Meanwhile, I would be skeptical that Canadians would want Point Roberts even if it was offered. What would Canadians be expected to give up in exchange? Abandoning territory is equally a non-starter; there is no realistic prospect of a trade.

I went to a 7–12th grade school for middle and high, which inevitably caused weirdness between the kids who still shopped in the Target children’s section and the kids old enough to vote. I wasn’t really a child when this happened, but it seems more inappropriate to me the older I get.In 8th grade, I was an edgy 13 year old with a brightly dyed pixie cut and closet full of black band tees. I shared a French class with a few little punk friends in my grade, and we eventually befriended a senior I’ll call Ari. He was a burnout smoker, but we felt very cool being friends with a 19 year old.He’d frequently give us rides to the bus stop or Goodwill after school and occasionally even buy us a pack of cigs, and every so often he’d make an off-color joke about getting arrested because of the jailbait in his back seat, but we didn’t think much of it. At that age, I don’t think most kids have a concept of adults crossing boundaries in small ways.Prom wasn’t a big deal at my school, but it was restricted to 11th and 12th graders, and their dates. My friends and Ari had a lot of ongoing jokes about prom— all of us were too affected and emo to take it seriously, but we’d occasionally jokingly ask him to bring us. That’s why it didn’t seem all that weird when he asked me if I’d wanna go. He was driving me to the mall, and threw it out in a joking way, like he was just a friend doing a solid for his kid friend. I figured I might as well so I said yes.He made it clear he just bringing as a friend for a pretty fun and casual night. I eventually asked why he was bringing me, when he was close with my friends as well. I think he made some joke about me happening to be there when he remembered about prom, but he quickly added that he also thought I was way more mature than them.I found an acceptably edgy black slip at a thrift store and managed to pin it so it fit right. He picked me up in his ancient green car, and he looked so serious that I started to get nervous. He wrapped a corsage around my wrist with sweaty hands, and we pulled up at the warehouse near my home where prom was held that year.I had been expecting to dance to a few songs and make some cynical comments about the cheesy decorations, and I got a pit in my stomach when I saw how earnest Ari seemed. My school was pretty small and un-cliquey, and I had plenty of friends at prom who I was hoping to see. Ari was weirdly possessive, though, and he kept me pulled in tight to his body for every dance as I grew gradually more uneasy.Finally, we were back in his for the ride home. He pulled over into an abandoned lot, and suddenly his lips were on mine. And then his hands were sliding up my thigh. After a shocked moment, I pushed him away. He told me that I should know what his attention meant, that I was mature and smart enough to do what was expected. He told me to stop acting like a middle schooler. I managed to unlock the door, and I walked home. For a few years after that, I didn’t really process how wrong the situation was. I knew that he shouldn’t have kissed me without my consent, but it’s only as I’ve gotten closer to Ari’s age at the time that I’ve become truly sickened that he saw me in any sort of sexual light.While I was no stranger to harassment from strangers, that was the first time I realized I couldn’t trust the intentions of friends and acquaintances either. I know so many young teenagers who feel flattered by the attention of people significantly older than them; and it’s perfectly understandable. It is never the job of children to draw those boundary lines.I want to take this moment to say, however: if a person much older than you is romantically interested, they’re either fetishizing your youth or can’t find someone their own age for good reason. They will compliment (or groom) you by calling you mature. Remember that most perpetrators of sexual assaults know their victims.