Welcome to adulthood! You now have the right to die in war and/or from lung cancer, but not euthanasia, thank Jesus.

August 2, 2007 at 12:30 pm (politics, stupidity)

As I’ve mentioned a few times, today is my 18th birthday. In light of the whole new batch of rights and responsibilities that are now mine, I’ve been thinking a bit about the meaning of adulthood today in the US. I’m a legal adult now — what does that give me in this culture?

I can attempt to cast a vote in our broken democracy. I can by cigarettes and pornography. I can gamble and join the army and go to strip clubs. I can get tattoos and piercings.

Now that I’ve lived for 18 years, I have the right to poison myself (but only with tobacco! not with alcohol or marijuana), die for my country, have my vote counted (or, quite possibly, not), sexually exploit other humans (I don’t think porn is inherently bad, but the bad stuff makes up such an enormous percentage of it that I think this statement is fair), and control my own body (that part is good). Also, I can consent to sex (gosh, what was I doing before?), but I can’t get married (except in MA), because the US government thinks it would be wrong for my girlfriend and I to commit to one another.

Good stuff, right?



  1. Emily said,

    You forgot to add that you can now be charged as an adult and face harsher punishment for committing crimes.

    Happy Birthday though, anyway.

  2. Daisy said,

    Ugh, you’re so right. And thank you.

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