keep your guns at home

I was extracted, spanked, and hosed off, in that order. They wrapped me in a blanket and put me on display among six other infants, four boys, two girls, all of them, unlike me, correctly tagged. This can't be true but I remember it: sparks slowly filling a dark screen.
Someone had switched on my eyes.

- Excerpt from Middlesex by Jeffrey Eugenides (emphasis my own)