TALULA: What originally made you pursue castration and when?
SHAMU: That’s a hard question to answer. In all honestly I have to say I
don’t know. It is something that just is meant for me and I’ve felt this way as
long as I can remember.
TALULA: What made your mind up to proceed with surgery?
SHAMU: After years of wishing to become a eunuch I came across an ad in a
magazine that asked if there were any others out there that were interested in
castration. I never knew there was anybody else that felt the same way I did.
TALULA: So this magazine advertisement was the first thing you had ever read
informing you that you were not alone in your interest in castration for
yourself?
SHAMU: Oh yes! I never dreamt that there was anything like that ‘out there’.
In fact I had a hard time believing that there were other people who felt the
same way I did.
TALULA: And this was before the internet became widely available?
SHAMU: Yes. Even if it were available and if I had a computer at that time, I
probably would have been too afraid to even search for such information.
TALULA: So you communicated with people after reading that article. What were
your thoughts then and how many did you communicate with? How often?
SHAMU: Well, directly I only contacted one individual who turned out to be a
real prince of a guy. Through him I learned of a few others that I contacted (that is, after I got the guts to contact them). This lead to fairly regular
telephone and mail correspondence.
TALULA: You found a cutter. How did you find him?
SHAMU: By word of mouth I got wind of an individual that presented
himself as a ‘qualified cutter’. He lived fairly close by so logistics
wouldn’t be too hard of a problem. You see, there have been others who have
presented themselves as cutters — and I’m sure they are, but traveling a
thousand miles does present a problem in timing, logistics, and so on.
TALULA: You drove to his house. What his home like? Did he appear as capable
as your impressions were in previous conversations?
SHAMU: I went to his home for a ‘clinical as possible’ castration. When
I got there things were not as I had hoped. He had someone else there to observe
and I’ve been in garage restrooms that were cleaner than this place. But I
wanted this so bad I consented to go ahead. It was a real botched mess. The
highlight was went he had to leave to go buy paper towels because he had run out
of them — he started the procedure with half a roll of towels.
TALULA: Why didn’t you leave as soon as you discovered your circumstances?
SHAMU: As I stated before, this was something that I had wanted to have done to
me and at that time, besides being scared out of my wits, I wasn’t thinking too
clearly.
TALULA: And he stopped mid-surgery so he could go purchase more paper towels?
SHAMU: That’s right. He went to purchase paper towels to soak up blood. At
least he bought a name brand and not generic towels.
TALULA: How long was he gone?
SHAMU: Probably between half an hour and an hour. It seemed like an eternity
though.
TALULA: At anytime during the surgery did he tell you that he was
video-taping?
SHAMU: No. He had a video camera and television set up there, “so you can
watch.” I told him I had no desire to watch, so he continued with the
procedure. I never once thought of it being recorded. That was stupid on my
part.
TALULA: What specifically was it that made you ask him to stop so you could
leave?
SHAMU: I could feel myself going into shock. I had all the signs. Cold —
Shaky — Clammy feeling — Thirsty. Thank goodness I had presence of mind to tell
him to stop.
TALULA: From there you went to the hospital, correct?
SHAMU: Not right away. I knew things were not going right when my
scrotum swelled to about the size of a large grapefruit. I tried contacting the
cutter but he was not answering his phone. So then I went to the hospital.
TALULA: How did they treat you there?
SHAMU: I was never so humiliated in my life. When they found out the problem
they actually laughed out loud. I mean you could hear them discussing it and
laughing clear back in the room I was in and they were at the nurse’s station.
Anyway when the Urological Surgeon got there he couldn’t have been nicer. He
wanted to know want happened and I told him the truth — without names of course.
He didn’t flinch a bit and was totally cool about it.
TALULA: What were the short-term problems?
SHAMU: I had to have surgery to repair damage done to the scrotum. The
surgeon said it looked like he used a steak knife on me.
TALULA: Any long-term problems?
SHAMU: I had some infection problems, but that is okay now. But nothing too
earth shaking.
TALULA: Later, after you went through this, you discovered that he had
video-taped your surgery and later sold the tape. How did you find out about
this and what was your reaction?
SHAMU: I found out through a close friend who saw the advertisement. My
reaction? Scared shitless and furious beyond words! I thought at that time that
I would be discovered and that would not go well for me. As for being furious I
felt like I’d been raped. How dare he publish anything against my free will!?!
TALULA: Did you inform the seller that the tape was of you and that it was
taken without your knowledge? What was the response?
SHAMU: I did not. I was too scared and mad. However, my friend contacted the
dealer to tell him that what he was doing was illegal as I had not given my
permission. His reply was that he had a signed release (forged of course) and I
could sue him if I wanted to do so. He knew I had no desire to drag this out
into the public.
TALULA: You mentioned that your cutter has since been convicted of medical
improprieties. Can you tell us about that? What was he convicted of and why?
SHAMU: Well, it seems that he continued with his butcher shop. His main error
was when he tried to convince a friend of his to be castrated. After I was
‘operated on’ the cutter told me some things he wanted to do to people that
really scared me. I’d rather not go into details but his comments made me
question his true sanity. He was convicted of practicing medicine without a
license. It seems that he kept records and all his correspondence with his
clients, so I presume that I am in some police records lockup somewhere. And yes,
I was foolish enough to use my real name.
TALULA: I gather you were not sorry when you saw him going to prison?
SHAMU: Sorry — Not at all. I only hope he ended up in a cell with Bubba — a
6'4" tall, 290 lb. psychopath who is looking for a new girlfriend.
TALULA: Will you proceed with the other testicle if a doctor were to do the
surgery?
SHAMU: Very much so! Of course, it’s back to the usual problems of money and
logistics. But, someday it will happen. You see, I have time on my side.
