Why Redheads Feel Less Pain, According to Scientists

New York Post ^ | April 6, 2021 | Ben Cost

[Rebelbase]

This explains why Harry can tolerate Megan.

[usconservative]

I cannot speak for all us redheads but I definitely am. Here's the list of my surgeries:

- Four lower back surgeries, including spinal fusions at L5 - L5/S1 and a bone spur removed;
- Resurfaced left hip;
- Torn meniscus surgery both knees;
- Two broken elbows;
- I've lost count how many times I've broken both wrists;
- Two titanium plates, twelve screws to put my right wrist back together;
- Broken left ankle + 3 toe sockets (all at the same time);
- Broken right ankle;
- Several broken ribs;
- Broken nose (bar fight, the other guy sustained much worse);
- And new to the list, I'm facing down rotator cuff surgery on my left shoulder after a fall from my bike last June. I'l be damn'ed if I don't do everything I possibly can to avoid this surgery. I've just had enough!

I'm sure I've left something off the list like the two eye surgeries I've had to my left eye (nothing accident related) along with the numerous times I've broken all my fingers and toes, but those are minor IMO.

BTW: Do I get any credit for a high pain threshold for being married to the same psychotic b*tch for 30 years before divorsing her?

Yeah, we redhead males have a VERY high pain threshold.

[usconservative]

This explains why Harry can tolerate Megan.

Dude! See my comment above about being married to a psychotic b*tch for 30 years and you'll know why Harry can tolerate that dipshit Megan.

[nickcarraway]

How can she tolerate him?

[nickcarraway]

Sorry about all your health problems. Why did you marry that woman?

[usconservative]

Sorry about all your health problems. Why did you marry that woman?

Let me just say this:

My health problems, with the exception of those I inherited through really crappy genetics, I wouldn't trade anything that's happened to me for the world. I've had a blast being me. No one gets into heaven with a reward for a perfectly unused body. I intend to slide into home plate in heaven with everything broken, having experienced all that life has to offer, no matter what. We get a new body then, so why not?!

I freaking love being me, injuries and all. I have so many great stories to tell and I wouldn't trade any of them for the world. Some of them are really funny and I love telling them!

Now as for why I married "that woman?" You know, I thought I was in love. When I married her she was wonderful. Then sh*t changed. Then I learned she was sexually abused by her own father and our marriage changed, and not for the better. I looked at it this way: This is what God intended for my life and by God I was going to make the most of it and do what I could for the woman I asked God for.

And I failed. It was destined to fail. There was nothing I could do. Numerous counselors and the Pastor of the church we attended for 20 years told me I didn't have a chance to save my marriage. They'd seen this before and the odds were against me. Still, I was determine to try my best, made a sh*t ton of mistakes along the way and still kept trying. It just wasn't meant to be. I had to accept that, I didn't have a choice.

Out of it all I have two absolutely wonderful sons who are the joys of my life. I have a wonderful GF of 3 years who I'd do anything for and she'd do for me. I've learned so much. I am so blessed beyond measure that to sit here and whine about it would be an affront to my God, my Jesus, my Lord and Savior.

Do I wish I'd have done some things differently? You bet. Hindsight is 20/20 and no matter what I'd have done, that was a marriage destined to fail. We all have a choice to make when the things we try with all our hears fail: Look forward or look back.

I chose to look forward. I'm happy being me. I'm who I'm supposed to be. Finally. Nothing holding me back and I do my best to be the absolute best me every day because that's what my Jesus, my Lord, my Savior expects of me. I'm not always successful, so I dust myself off, resolve to do better and keep trying.

That's all that's expected of each of us.

It would be easy to whine about how "that woman" done me wrong and sometimes I do just that. Then I come to my senses, count my blessings and the fact that I want for nothing in this world and that my rewards are in the next and I carry on.

Thanks for asking.

[gleeaikin]

My late husband was very ginger with clear ligenht blue (very recessive) eyes. a lot of hair on his body, and a very mesomorph body, also a receeding chin that looked better with a beard, and a very hard head, variously hit with a sashweight and a cinderblock by robbers. At 5’11” and 200 lbs, he was sparring partner for an olympic heavyweight wrestling contender. He had a high pain tollerance. He was hit by a car while crossing a street, had severe bruises on thigh and calves and his head struck the windshield. He refused help and walked home 14 blocks (”Because my wife will take care of me a lot faster than the ER”) and I picked 50 shards of glass out of his forehead with tweezers, As a redhead he was not a bully, but was severely bullied. The old men in his small town would say to some other kid, “I’ll give you a quarter if you can beat that redhead.” I think the high pain threshhold may be why Scotsmen were such fierce warriors. I know he was fierce. Perhaps explosive temper is a Neanderthal trait. My father who was Celtic had a more whiplash tember, not explosive. Husband never tanned, but burned easily.

Another genetic anomoly puzzled me. He had those clear light blue very recessive eyes and I have hazel with green, brown and blue traces. Both our sons had dark pure brown eyes from birth. I suspected it might be a somewhat recessive Asian brown gene mixed with my husband’s even more recessive blue eye gene. My brother with dark hair and somewhat swarthy skin told me he has brown eyes. I now remember my mother telling me he was born with a skin pigment on his lower back labeled a “Mongolian spot,” So I guess my sons dark brown eyes come from my 6 to 9% far, far, eastern genetic heritage.

[gleeaikin]

Wow, my late husband was also from small town Iowa, is picking on redheads cultural there. He was a redheaded Scotts protestant among Irish Catholics and German Lutherans.

I also noted in reading the whole article that it was reported women forgot old pain more easily then men. Perhaps if they did not, we would have a lot fewer children born and die out as a species.

[alexander_busek]

I suspected it might be a somewhat recessive Asian brown gene mixed with my husband’s even more recessive blue eye gene.

Wouldn't the Asian gene for brown eyes be dominant rather than recessive?

I realize that it isn't "cut-and-dried" when it comes to eye color - but isn't the gene for brown irises dominant?

Regards,

[gleeaikin]

Yes, that brown gene that was recessive to my hazel eyes (which is why I did not know I had it) is apparently the one that joined with my husband’s VERY recessive blue eye gene, which explains why my sons have dark brown eyes. Have you noticed how quickly Asian people married to Europeans often have children that look more European than Asian, it indicates that that many European genes are dominant over Asian genes. So it appears my hazel European genes were dominant over my Asian brown eye genes, but my brown eye genes were dominant over my husband’s possibly Neanderthal light blue eye genes. Thus brown eyed sons.

[usconservative]

Wow, my late husband was also from small town Iowa, is picking on redheads cultural there.

Red haired boys get picked on a lot because we're different. All the other boys had brown, black, or blonde hair, or some variation in between.

I had to learn to fight at a pretty young age and learned quickly if I didn't fight back with all I had, the ass kickings would continue. So, I fought back with all I had. One boy that constantly picked on me went to the hospital after I bashed his head against the cement repeatedly and he required stitches. He stopped after that. There were others after him and typically they stopped after one fight.

Won some, lost some, all knew they were in a hell of a fight afterwards and left me alone after their first fight with me. Later on in high school I'd be on the football team my freshman, sophomore and junior years as a safety because I was fast and hit hard. It was about my sophomore year in high school that I stopped getting picked on.

I'm from Altoona, Iowa btw. It was a very small town outside of Des Moines, home of Adventureland. Went to Polk County High School, and I knew many of the Orton family. if that name sounds familiar, its because of Kyle Orton, former Pro Football QB for the Chicago Bears, Denver Bronco's and one or two other teams. I went to high school with many of his family. Great family.

[Sirius Lee]

Gingers have no soul.

[gleeaikin]

My husband was from a very small town outside Iowa City. In his early 20s he was town marshall. This town had 3 bars where the college students came to buy set-ups for the liquor bottle they kept at the bar. I asked him what a marshall did in a little town like that. He said, “Basically I was the town bouncer.”

As a result of being picked on so much he became a very competent fighter. One time 4 or 5 “friends” tried to hang him, but he fought them off. Years later one of them said, “Hey, Red, remember when we tried to hang you?” “Yes, you MF.” And then he punched the guy and put his lights out. He had previously fought each of the others, but had missed this guy, Job finished!

[usconservative]

Your husband and I would get along famously. :-)

[the OlLine Rebel]

Old old thread, but I would NEVER say mixed look more European. European whites never dominate in overall looks.

Too many examples, including personal, to point to. Basically any given person would identify the half-breeds as yellow or black, whichever race we’re discussing.