Malarkey from this liberal. She has a history, the article doesn't mention:
"Being bald has its upsides. I am one of the few who has not suffered from a year without access (mainly) to hairdressers. My wig – professionally cut about 18 months ago – has protected me from the wonky fringes and clipper crimes perpetrated in my house, or from ending up looking like an overgrown escaped sheep. The rest of me may be a natural disaster, but my hair (well, someone else’s hair) is holding it together.She blamed her baldness on stress, or as she wrote, "an exceptionally savage period of stress". Now maybe it's "white supremacy" stress."So would I reverse 26 years of leaving plugholes unmolested if I could? Yes, absolutely. I still wake up sad, sometimes, having dreamed my hair grew back, passing my hand over my head in the hope of feeling patches of silky baby hair, or stubble. I want the chance to cry at a bad haircut or unwise dye job; I would love to know if I have gone grey."
After 26 years of baldness, I still miss my hair. But I have new hopes of a cure By Emaa Beddington, Guardian UK, 6 April 2021
26 years ago from 2021 brings us back to 1995. What was up in Britain then to cause her such "savage" stress. Doesn't say. But one finds from her as well:
"My husband has seen me at my worst – blind drunk, going bald, losing my mind and leaking bodily fluids (not all at once). He tolerates my least attractive qualities – cold, uncommunicative, recycling-obsessed – daily. I’ve watched him fill our home with technology I can’t operate and listened to thousands of his shouted work calls on speakerphone. We sometimes operate like a single organism: several times a week one of us says out loud exactly what the other was thinking; I sense tiny shifts in his mood in the way animals sense changes in barometric pressure. At other times we feel incomprehensible to each other." I still love my husband after 30 years. But I have no idea how we’ve stayed together Guardian UK, 11 February 2024
She sounds like she would be funloving and pleasant to be married to.
It is amazing that this preening narcissist thinks anyone else cares about her opinion about what other people’s opinions are or should be.
“a narrow vision of life: white, straight, Christian,”
This is absurd, I don’t have “vision of life” by being white, straight and Christian. I was born that way, it not a vision it is just a given. So to broaden my “vision” I should wear blackface, practice anal sex, and convert to Islam? I think not.